After Moxam we moved to a place on 22nd avenue and 4th street. It was a small apartment above a grocery store. There were two apartments on the second floor. The other one was occupied by an elderly Chinese Grandma. I'm pretty sure she was the mother of the grocery store owner; she was about … Continue reading The Hole

One more thing before I leave Moxam (or maybe more than one thing). When we lived there, our mother rejoined the Militia. She joined with her friend Gail Dumas, who had also come from Winnipeg (with her four young children - but no husband). They lived with us for a short time. By the time … Continue reading One More Thing

We didn't live at the Moxam apartments that long, in 1963, but there was a ton of memorable times. I told you about some already, but let me tell you about my friend Tex. Tex wasn't his real name, of course, but that was what his mom insisted we call him. Sometimes he wore a … Continue reading Tex

Gillet of Azincourt is finally finished. It took more than a year. Perhaps more than two years, if you count from when it was just a preface for Agnes of Meaux, then became the first half dozen chapters of that novel, then spun off to become a stand alone novella and finally a novel by … Continue reading So What

Gillet of Azincourt is about the bond that develops between two men, a young French nobleman and an older commoner, the life lessons they teach each other and the coming together of vastly different classes in a struggle against a common foe. The story is set against the Battle of Azincourt, a famous encounter during … Continue reading What’s It All About