Coming out

I’m coming out and this is probably the best place to do it. The catharsis of confession is so eagerly sought that I must admit it. I can’t wait any longer. I like the robust guys who wear boots, hats and have three-day stubble that looks like it belongs....

A decade away from death

A lament for lost time | Ten years ago today a Bison transport truck lost control on the Trans-Canada highway somewhere along the desolate stretch between Marathon and White River in northern Ontario. When he sped down a hill and around a corner too fast, his trailer...

Home again

… an ash refugee no more G ot to Winnipeg late last night after having flown out of the very modern Zurich airport. The Swiss can be annoying since they are über particular and generally uptight about most things (and I say this with great affection as someone...

Coming home

… a flight today S eems coming to Zurich was the right decision;  plus the fact that Sharon managed to get through to Air Canada and arrange my flight for this afternoon. I’ll be back late Thursday night.