Columns

Well, now I’ve done it. I’ve dived in head-first into the pool and I have no idea how to swim these shark-infested waters, but I assure you, victory (at least in my personal pool) is all mine. Game on.

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who passed away on Feb. 23, 2015.

A couple of weeks ago, Elysia DeLaurentis at the Wellington County Museum and Archives showed me a recent donation to the collection. It is a diary kept by a schoolboy in Elora during the 1890s.

Maybe it’s the country life, but I feel I have come a long way in terms of my personal phobias of some of nature’s creatures that I have encountered this summer. 

Summer, I’m not ready to say goodbye to you, yet. Give me just a little more time, please. 

Last week’s column dealt with some of the early history of Kenilworth, and the failure of Elora speculators to turn a profit on their projected townsite.

One thing I wasn’t prepared for when we moved from town to the countryside was just how vast and fascinating the sky would become for me. And when I’m still enough to take it all in, it offers an opportunity for a big-sky perspective on life. There’s always time for that.

While researching the branch banking boom in Wellington County, I began to wonder whether those branches operating in the smaller hamlets had much real impact on their communities.

Nov. 1, 1970 marked the end of an era for transportation in north Wellington.

This summer has been amazing, but it’s the longest season I’ve gone without live music and I’ve got the itch to hear loud rock’n roll performed on a big stage to a massive crowd singing along. 

What I learned from my second year of high school is that more often than not my life feels out of my control. 

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."

WELLINGTON COUNTY - Among the notable people who grew up in Wellington County was a fellow named Rubert Royce Allen. 

I don’t think it’s fair, but for reasons that are obvious to everyone but me, I’m not allowed to use power tools. 

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who passed away on Feb. 23, 2015.