Tag: family relations

Returning home… Adieu à notre belle vie française

Returning home… Adieu à notre belle vie française After two and a half years of living in beautiful Dijon, France, a city that we have grown to love, my wife and I are returning to Canada for keeps on Easter Sunday. Friends on both sides of the Atlantic – and our two sons as well..

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Seen but not heard/ A legacy of bad parenting

Seen but not heard My father’s attitude toward children was simple: They were to be seen but not heard; Or preferably not seen… nor heard. That was the simplest solution of all for Jim McBryde.   Dad had a particularly hard spot For rambunctious boys, Especially from my mother’s side of the family; Cousins Johnny..

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The unhandy handyman’s lament: A song/La complainte du bricoleur malhabile

La complainte du bricoleur malhabile The unhandy handyman’s lament   Mon ami Andy McClelland, musicien professionnel hautement qualifié, m’a dédié cette chanson, mais elle aurait pu être écrite pour mon père.   My highly skilled professional musician friend Andy McClelland dedicated this song to me, but it could have been written for my father.  ..

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How my mother became a pedant

How my mother became a pedant…an excerpt from My Time with You Has Been Short but Very Funny https://robertmcbrydeauthor.com/ And a grammar song by the great musician https://soundcloud.com/andy-mcclelland   Stream The Grammar Song by Andy McClelland | Listen online for free on SoundCloud My mother, Angelina Reiser, was born in 1918 of parents who had..

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I Love Toddlers

I Love Toddlers   I love toddlers….toddling, waddling…   Hopping Leaping Swaggering Staggering   Dancing Playing Prancing Scowling   Yowling Pinching Howling Slumbering   Spitting Hitting Biting Devouring     Laughing Bleating Kicking Gyrating   Smiling Chuckling Tasting Regurgitating   Doodling Scribbling Smacking Crying   Painting Stomping Singing Prying   Staring Marching Hacking Hopping  ..

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Up Yer Kilt…Reflections on Robbie Burns Day, January 25

  Up Yer Kilt… Reflections on Robbie Burns Day, January 25…an excerpt from my book titled My Time with You Has Been Short but Very Funny. During my tumultuous childhood, whenever my father would ferociously dress down my mother, a near daily occurrence, he would do so in broad Scots dialect, like a Highlander haranguing..

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The Happy Brothers/ Les frères Šťastný

The Happy Brothers/ Les frères Šťastný Two seemingly disparate fragments of history, one with a decidedly personal edge… Fragment one Anton Šťastný and Peter Šťastný chose to defect from Czechoslovakia to Quebec City, Canada, in late August 1980. Older brother Marian defected a year later to join them on the NHL Nordiques. The professional hockey..

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A Classroom Visitor: January 1982

I had to bring my 10-month-old baby son to Short Story class at CEGEP Champlain St. Lawrence junior college in Quebec City in January 1982 A Classroom Visitor: January 1982 One’s life is an urn Smashed into shards Made up of memories Sparked, determined, and falsified by Songs, stories, and photographs.   Photos create shards…

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Skinned alive… surviving by the skin of my teeth

Skinned alive… surviving by the skin of my teeth For a great many years, I contemplated suicide on a near daily basis. That I didn’t actually follow through on these ideations had much less to do with principles or consideration for others than with an abiding terror of disappearing forever into the yawning abyss of..

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