The word of the year, as voted on by the Oxford English Dictionary, is rage-bait: “combining the words rage, meaning a violent outburst of anger, and bait, an attractive morsel of food.

A grandpa sat back in his recliner on New Year’s Day and said to his little grandson, “I remember last year like it was yesterday!”

I had a column all ready for this week, but it was a little too negative and opinionated for my taste. After all, this should be a happy, joyous time of year, right?

Enjoy this week’s editorial cartoon.

Enjoy this week’s comic strips and have a laugh!

One of the greatest gifts I inherited from my mom is music. From the very beginning, its universal language, its rhythms and rhymes, permeated my bones.

A youngster asked his grandpa, “After 65 years you still call Grandma sweetheart. What’s your secret?” His grandpa replied, “I forgot her real name five years ago, and now I’m too scared to ask.”

I usually use this column to talk sports—football, baseball, maybe the odd hockey mention—but there’s something bigger than sports that’s been a constant in my life: music.

Enjoy this week’s editorial cartoon.

Enjoy this week’s comic strips and have a laugh!

Last Christmas, I sent out a story for publication in this newspaper titled “The Sears Christmas Wishbook,” describing the joy that the Wishbook catalogue brought to the nation…

Advent holds a special place for me. And it’s not just about counting the days ‘til Santa comes, or opening the cute little cardboard calendar and pilfering the chocolates…

The holiday season is upon us once again. One season ends and a new one begins. Ready or not, here it comes! Christmas can bring about strong emotions when we are in the process of grief.

One Christmas light asked another Christmas light, “Are you working this Christmas?” The light replied, “On and off.”

Enjoy this week’s editorial cartoon.

Enjoy this week’s comic strips and have a laugh!

I always feel a little melancholy at this time of year. I could blame it on the colder weather, I suppose, but the truth is simpler: I find myself dreaming of a White Christmas…

Lately, America’s cultural heroes are bumping up the “greatest ever” language about itself. Apparently the whole world, not just America, is blessed by its national documents and decisions.

We’re in the Christmas season when Santa letters are being sent off to the North Pole. Here’s a sample: “Dear Santa. All I want is a fat bank account and a skinny body.

There has been some public dialogue about the RCMP’s service in Saskatchewan recently.  It’s something I need to address.