Anne, Patron Saint of Dandelions You loved the small gold uprisings in the grass, those bright, stubborn lanterns everyone else called weeds. You saw a kingdom where others saw invasion, a thousand yellow crowns lifting through the ordinary. And you were like them, Anne – radiant, doughty, unafraid to bloom in hard places, to..
Choosing the right club In 1964, when I was 12 years old, our family moved from Georgetown to London Ontario. This permanent change of scene came as a devastating blow, complete with the typical leaving behind of school and friends, entailing the requisite adjustment to a new, bigger city culture. In Georgetown, my greatest joy..