So here’s the thing. I’ve always been under the impression that we spent some time on the east coast while I was still an infant. But if you look at the timeline of events that we know to be factual, a sojourn to Halifax just doesn’t seem plausible. I surmise that we were on route … Continue reading Back To Winnipeg

I’m not certain of the events about my father’s transition from military life to civilian but it occurred during our time in Bowness. I recall a photograph of my father in his khaki wool Canadian army uniform, brandishing corporal stripes on his arm and a story that he was ‘busted’ and lost those stripes for … Continue reading Party Time

We even continued the tradition of picnics for years afterward. Here we are after our return to Winnipeg. I have no idea where Evil Ivy is. Perhaps she is the one taking the picture, or maybe not because in this next picture, my mother appears to have gone hunting for her. Probably got lost trying … Continue reading More Picnic

We did picnics back then. Here is a picnic picture. This is not a picnic picture of our family. I have no idea who these people are or why I have a picture of them sitting on a blanket in a field somewhere. They look like they’re enjoying themselves, though all of them being crammed … Continue reading Picnics

Somewhere between our house and the babysitters house we had a neighbor with a baby girl they had nick named Puffin. I recall being told that Puffin had died and gone to heaven. At the time, of course, I had no concept of death or heaven so I assumed that Puffin was perched on a … Continue reading Puffin