As a writer, I have tried my hand at many literary genre. That includes technical books, news…
Life-wise
Memory
As we grow older, memory begins to stagger and then to lose its grip. You’d think that…
Exotic friends
I often think of people I have known and value the things I have learned from them. I also realize…
Dueling TVs
Have you seen some of the ads that have appeared on television, sponsored by local broadcasters and…
When I fumble and fail
“I want you to go yourself Ray,” the boss, Bob, said. “He’s a really…
Precious memories
I recently celebrated a birthday. It doesn’t matter how many, but far more than I care to…
The root of all evil
You can’t always tell a book by its cover or judge a person by first impressions. I met HB in…
A journey into hope
My travel column for this month recalls a trip taken about six years ago into the Golden Triangle…
Back in front of the camera
For most of my life I have been around television and radio. Back in my early days (that means…
Further erosion of free speech
Last winter I wrote three columns about the erosion of free speech in Canada. That’s scary…
Alzheimer’s
The gerontologist’s words struck me with the force of a bucket of ice water, “Your…
The gift of encouragement
William Arthur Ward said, "Flatter me, and I may not believe you. Criticize me, and I may not…
Miracles
"There are no such things as incurables; there are only things for which man has not found a…
From horses to strobe lights
“How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood” – Samuel Woodworth. How…
Two shades of black
I sat down to write this soon after the television broadcast scenes of rioting on the streets of…