Memory is perplexing, and unfair. I can’t remember the funniest thing my kids did just last week but I can recall countless inane moments from thirty years ago in vivid detail. I’d much rather have gloriously detailed memories of my children’s lives than the pointless goings-on of a grade five geography class back in 1983, […]
My Life is a Song #101
This has been an odd summer, mostly because it has actually been a summer. Not that Calgary is renowned for its summers, but last year we had near perpetual spring. And not the “yay, winter is over and the tulips are blooming” kind of spring but rather the “dear god, when will this rain end” […]
My Life Is A Song #98
I’ve never owned a plentiful amount of record albums in my lifetime, but I’ve owned some interesting ones. I wish I could say it was the result of an exceptionally discerning use of my allowance but the more likely truth is that I was just weird. I didn’t exactly shy away from popular music. I […]
My Life Is A Song #96
One night in St. Jacobs, the old fable of the City Mouse and the Country Mouse played out in real life within the bland, beige box that was my childhood bedroom. I, as you rightly presume, starred as the Country Mouse. It was 1985, most likely later March or possibly early April, and a rather […]
My Life Is A Song #95
I went to a small town, K-8, elementary school. I shared a class with pretty much the same 25 kids every year. In the upper years, I can’t remember in which it started, we did class gift exchanges at Christmas. We’d each draw a name from a hat and give whichever classmate we pulled a […]