One of my excursions took me on a trek towards the babysitter’s house.  Probably hoping to sneak a ride in the peddle car before her kids woke and barred me from having fun.  I recall that it was still cool outside and I was in pajamas. My feet were bare.  I had to traverse several … Continue reading Shredded

Here I am cleaned and combed, standing on the front stoop of our Bowness house. I remember this stoop very well.  And the wooden door with the screen.  I saw this door close behind me many times, as I ventured out, sometimes without the knowledge of my parents.  I recall my mother frantic, beside herself … Continue reading On The Stoop

We got to enjoy the cowboy duds at a day spent at the famous Calgary Zoo on St Georges Island.  My evil sister is probably feeding chewing gum off the sidewalk to the gazelle-moose-donkey.  I am a bit reluctant, as you can see, because I know that the creature probably has some mouth disease and … Continue reading At The Zoo

On this day in 1917 Arthur Currie's Canadian Corps finally takes Passchendaele; nine Victoria Crosses were award for valor during the battle. We must always remember their courage and sacrifice. Like, share, follow  

Our cowboy adventure carried on into the spring.  You can see that my parents didn’t play favorites as far as the western theme.  My evil sister enjoyed the same privileged dress up (although she has no guns – why would girls have guns? And look how she has her pants pulled up over her belly … Continue reading Cowpokes In The Grass