Category Archives: Memior

July 1st – Camping in Compton, Quebec


Ten pm and the RV campground is still humming with activity There’s a general reluctance to move inside. Bedtime is put on hold The scorching heat of the day has finally cleared leaving behind a velvety soft breeze perfumed with … Continue reading

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New Beginnings


With an inflatable plastic cushion positioned under my tender stitches and our freshly born son safely strapped into his new car seat, we headed east. Goodbye Toronto. Hello Ottawa, my new home. The year was 1992. I was 39 years … Continue reading

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Bertie McLam Cole


Bertie McLam Cole (my grandmother) was a preemie baby. She was born during a particularly cold February night in 1893. For the first tentative weeks of Bertie’s life she lay swaddled up and toasty, sleeping on the open oven door. … Continue reading

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Another Word for Art


   Art has always been a part of my life. Both my maternal grandparents and my parents collected beautiful paintings.     My father coveted his Asian art but also took an interest in Toronto’s new modern art movement. I was … Continue reading

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Boogie Nights with Frank


We cruised west for some time, Frank behind the wheel, Kiki Dee chirping on the radio. I was relaxed, looking out into the dark. The cast glow of overhead street lights and store fronts flickered past, marking passage like a … Continue reading

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Memories of Cannabis


Most Saturday nights you could find us congregated around a coffee table in someone’s rec room or campus dorm. Tethered to our rum and cokes or vodka and orange and always within reach of the ash tray; we would just … Continue reading

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