Carpe Diem

So. Not for a while now have I felt that I could point the way, suggest, show interest. So, let's seize this day that's given. Let's walk by the water. A movie and popcorn. The second hand store. Please, take my hand. Are you still mine? Come with me. I promise.


She called me. We went rushing in two cars. His promise was empty, though. Passed out, half on the floor, half on the couch. She smacked him in the face, gently. Put a cold cloth on his forehead, and he sputtered awake. We searched the house, emptied all of the bottles. Haha, he said. I... Continue Reading →

Dad’s wish

Dad's been long in his grave. We didn't know each other, really. At nineteen, I felt like a fake, attending bedside vigils, not knowing what to say or do. When i got the call, I was silent. Only silent. Fifty years ago. And now, I'm a year away from living as long as he did.... Continue Reading →


Darlene and Dave, they had a love. On grandfathered land, they built a house of modesty, high under the evergreens. Neighbours flocked to raise the roof. Each brought shingles, cedar shakes of secret colours, 'til unboxed. The coffee, the tea, the hot chocolate. The joy. The laughter. The promise, in that snowy October. First came... Continue Reading →

Steel and glass

Just today, 55 years after the crash, Stuart's face has appeared to me once more in a dream.  I don't know why I remember this, especially now, in my 69th year, but it feels as if God has spoken to me about one of his angels. On December 27th, 1964, I was fourteen and my brother... Continue Reading →

Tommy, can you hear me?

It wasn't that long ago that he turned fifteen. We sat on the cold concrete of his front porch, watching the iffy clouds discuss a storm. I always sat downwind from him 'cause he didn't like my smoke.  That day, a brisk and cool crosswind hinted at summer's end, and the sailing cloudbank made me... Continue Reading →


It's a slow down zone, and, in today's tiny town, a little girl with scabby knees dawdles along the sidewalk.  Her chin and part of her white T shirt are stained dark purple from the grape popsicle she's licking.  As she passes a picket fence, she puts out a pudgy hand as the slats go... Continue Reading →

Haraview Burgers and highway 11

I've been making trips to north central Ontario for nearly 50 years, almost all of them via highway 11.  During that time, I have passed by a curious anomaly that remains to this day:  A burger place that was in business for a short time in the early to mid seventies.  It shut down after two... Continue Reading →

Furry ventriloquism 

I never knew what cats were thinking, until my teenaged daughter started "rescuing" them, one by one, and bringing them home.  In one case, it was a clandestine operation involving a smuggle under her jacket, and a fait accompli when we arrived. Like many Dads, I found it hard to stay mad for very long,... Continue Reading →

Day and night, night and day

In the early morning, I held you when you cried. In time, you began the building of your world. You knew important things, like the bear went over the mountain, and also that the Camptown racetrack was five miles long. At bedtime, native drums could be heard as I thumped out their rhythm on your... Continue Reading →

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