Confessions of a Progressively Irrelevant Teacher

In a house that no longer exists, near the end of World War II, my grandparents started keeping a guestbook. Even though they had been marri...

I recently discovered the text of a speech my dad gave at the Remembrance Day service in Tumbler Ridge BC in 2004. Dad was a bomber pilot in...

Every kid who is read to has a favourite book. That one book they insist on hearing over and over and over again. My daughter loved Woosh I ...

Me and Mom along the Columbia River I was born in Trail B.C. and spent the first 18 months of my life in view of the Columbia River, just a ...

  How do you deal with your grief? You cry You call your people You think about who that person was, the person you grieve You hold it in Yo...

Teachers in Canada's public schools see a true cross section of humanity in their work every day. They see the rich and the poor, the ta...

We all remember the classic "I am Joe and I am Canadian" which became more of a rallying cry than an ad for Molson's beer. But...