Freedom to Read Week
(A little self promotion)
I am truly delighted to kick off "Freedom to Read Week" with a celebration of the librarians that were directly responsible for making me who I am today. In today's Globe and Mail.
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Up and Away!
Oh, long-suffering subscribers. I haven't forgotten you, really. Last Wednesday I managed to finally do something I've dreamed of since I was a teenager: flying. I visited the Cambridge Gliding Centre and enjoyed an amazing and even sunny day learning the very basics of piloting a
Well, Yankee-Doodle!
This month, I'm finally back to working on the novel. It's loosely based on family history - something that my family is utterly awful at doing. In any event, I started with my mother, growing up near Dorintosh, Saskatchewan. My Grandfather and grandmother were homesteaders in
Community and Radio
Back at the start of this century I was, for about a year and a half, manager of WMMT Radio in Whitesburg, Kentucky. WMMT's signal covers parts of Kentucky, Virginia, and Tennessee. In particular, they reach many of the jails and prisons that have been built in the
The Last Days of Our Home on the Atlantic
Last week I was in Western Head, in Nova Scotia, packing up all the stuff that we had stored in our farmhouse, and selling off what we decided we could live without. At the same time, with many thanks to our wonderful real estate agent Maddie Charlton, we had a