Thinking of this as the cover for my latest book. Thoughts?
It’s true, I had an interest in speed. To see how fast I could go. I was no daredevil but neither was I a Nervous Nelly or Timid Timmy. Gavin, my friend that lived on a lot behind our house on Fir, in a house trailer with his single mother, had a bicycle. I thought… Continue reading Daredevil
John F. Kennedy Today is the 57th anniversary of the assassination of John F. Kennedy. I was in Miss Bilton’s 5th grade class at Connaught School in Calgary when the news came over the PA system that morning. Miss Bilton gave a screech and then wept. I didn’t understand the word ‘assassination’ at the time.… Continue reading November 22nd
So that was the nickname I acquired early in my grade eight school year at David Stoddart. It was initially anointed upon me by Jackie Collins, a longer time resident in Clinton. He was known as an excellent hockey player and outstanding athlete but a bully and not very bright. He was one of a… Continue reading Ape
Before moving to our house on Fir Avenue, in Clinton, we were situated in a small two bedroom house on Foster Avenue, in the middle of town. A very small place but it was temporary, until the house on Fir was made ready. I don’t know why it was not already ready when we moved… Continue reading Rocky