Old enough I’m old enough to have looked like this; It pains me to say it, But not amiss: The sands of time Don’t lead to bliss. I’m old enough to have looked like this. I can hardly believe that I won a plaque; But there’s no denying, No turning back. No twisting,..
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Good Neighbor Sam What was the first film you ever saw in a “movie theatre”? I saw my first such movie in July of 1964 when I was 12 years old. Starring the iconic comedian Jack Lemmon, the film was a piece of fluff called “Good Neighbor Sam”, but for me this foray..
Flowers for Algernon: The Essence of Life Itself Have you read the renowned science fiction story Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes? Or the expanded novel version that was published seven years after the story, in 1966? https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flowers_for_Algernon Along with novel The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time,..
Reaching 100 years old…Still here but yet so far away! My sister and I call her Aunty Bud, for reasons unknown. She “celebrated” her 100th birthday yesterday. My father’s sister, Doris “Bud” Branson, was born on August 11, 1924, at a time when William Lyon Mackenzie King was Prime Minister of Canada, and Babe Ruth..
Strip Mall Medicine in Ottawa, Ontario, Part Two: The Plot Thickens Based on a John Grisham novel of the same name, Francis Ford Coppola’s iconic courtroom drama The Rainmaker recounts the trials and tribulations of fledgling lawyer Rudy Baker, played by Matt Damon, who is forced to take work as an ambulance chaser with..
This porcelain heart This porcelain heart May crack with the weight of time Or shatter through mishap But it will live in my heart Until stern death do us part. Tanka poems follow a set of rules. They all have five lines and each line follows a pattern: the first line has five syllables,..
The Hummingbird: A Tanka Poem For Leigh Bateman Hummingbirds flutter Hovering above the abyss. My wings are broken, Turbulence before collapse, Bright colours before the crash. This poem is dedicated to my good friend Leigh Bateman, a birder par excellence. The poem was inspired by the work of art you see posted as..
My American Cousins, July 4, 1963, St. Albans Street on the corner of Church Street, Enosburg Falls, Vermont For Tammy MacBryde Farr Folding chairs and outdoor dining tables festooned with colorful paper table cloths were positioned at regular intervals across the vast corner yard of our cousin Robina MacBryde Randall’s Vermont home, like a series..
Willy Loman : I don’t want a change! I want Swiss cheese! Why am I always being contradicted? – Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman For Daniel MacDonald, the finest Willy Loman ever For his birthday, June 27, 2024 Getting old is no piece of cake Getting old is no piece of cake; The feast..
I’m a social media moron I’m a social media moron; A Neanderthal without a clue; For months, I’ve been tagging all sorts of people, Without really knowing what it is that I do. Being tagged was truly annoying, My posts appeared on their personal page. I had no idea what was brewing. Please attribute this..