Letter to the Editor: 26 Years Later: Health Board Memories
I’ve always been a bit of a pack rat, and while going through some of my treasures recently, I came across a photo and memo from my time on the Prairie West District Health Board.
JUST A GAL FROM GLIDDEN: Hot flashes, home runs and Halloween hijinks
Well, as it turns out, my optimism really did pay off — the Blue Jays are still going strong. Suddenly, even people who normally think baseball is boring are joining the bandwagon…
REMEMBERING WHEN: Old Ida and the Halloween nobody came
Before we moved to our newly built country house further up the road, we grew up in a little home nestled in a small gully beside the highway, about eight miles outside the nearest town.
Pop 89: In love with my research
Have you ever reached the end of a momentous chore and been surprised to find you’re not as ecstatic as you imagined you’d be?
Check It Out: How to fix a problem that doesn’t exist
I’m not sure if it’s true, but I’ve heard semi drivers who transport beer constantly get asked if they give away free samples.
JUST A GAL FROM GLIDDEN: Life, parades, and the perils of squirrelly thoughts
Well, my last column didn’t exactly age like a fine wine — more like that leftover pumpkin pie lingering in the back of the fridge a few days too long.
Pop 89: Apron Pocket Archives
Last week I performed Mother’s Apron twice in Medicine Hat, Alberta. It’s been a while since I’ve inhabited my apron-costumes, aprons, and the lives of a group of the women they represent…
Check it Out: The stakes are high for prairie producers
A 7-year-old said to her mom, “I’m so thankful you’re my mommy.” Her mom was getting all teary-eyed until her daughter continued, “Other people’s moms only give them healthy lunches.”
JUST A GAL FROM GLIDDEN: Hits, kicks and small-town connections
How about those Toronto Blue Jays? My son’s been proudly rocking his 2015 Edwin Encarnacion T-shirt and Jays cap, and honestly, it’s been a fun ride.
REMEMBERING WHEN: The comic book purchase
It was a gorgeous fall Friday afternoon in 1970. School was done for the week, work was done for Dad, and my family was in town for our weekly shopping trip.
Pop 89: Pierced by Truth
Dialogue. It’s a word without drama, shock value, vituperation, or aggression. No wonder we don’t use it. Given the potty-mouthed climate we live in, a word like dialogue just doesn’t appeal.
Check It Out: Digital ID - a dress rehearsal for more to come
There’s an inspirational saying that goes “Life is not a dress rehearsal”. However the UK’s recent announcement of a digital ID has been described as a dress rehearsal of more to come.
