There are some meals that we remember more than others. They are the ones that not only nourish us but…

This article was first published in the Williams Lake Tribune community newspaper (British Columbia, Canada) last year. I received an…

I was one of the lucky ones.  I never suffered the ravages of war. I never suffered the physical and…

When the weather changes, I feel it in my bones. I’m not sure it’s because my metabolism has always been…

It was February 1960 in Calcutta, India. My father would have been waiting patiently, his clean-cut hair likely catching the…

This past March the world became chaotic. Countries around the world, including some Canadian cities, were locked down. I couldn’t…

I love being at home. Even as I got older, it was such a blessing to visit with Mom and…

My exposure to those sheets of ice, with red and yellow rocks or stones, began when Saskatchewan curler Sandra Smirler…

  We immigrated to Canada in June 1964. I’ll never know what really attracted Dad to Canada. All I knew…

  The month of November seems to have flashed by quickly. It was barely All Souls Day and All Saints…