(From the unpublished ‘K444 – Growing Up In The Shadow of a Rusty Boat’) Childhood is made up of exploring our senses; tasting everything with an eye to
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Colourful Black and White
I woke up at 6:15 am this morning and within 10 minutes I had logged into my computers, checked 3 email accounts, scanned the Blue Jays game writeup
People
Honouring Memories
The year was 1978, I was stationed next to the Sweetwater Canal in beautiful downtown Ismailia, Egypt and feeling very, very far from home. A lot of things
Poetry
Delicious surrender
Delicious surrenderlike morphine – sweet and softnumb flowing in gentle riversto push away the pain of thoughtlike the ratty Winnie the Poohthey gave you at sixto chase the
Poetry
Leaving Something Behind
We are travellerssome lightwith a backpacksome burdenedwith flashy luggagewas it from Winners?but at every stopalong the waywe leavesomething behinda baseball mitton the bleachersa cellphonetucked in the seatof the

















































