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a good childhood

We are at our family cabin, deep in the northern Shuswap. It’s a tiny place, built by my grandfather on a chunk of leased land.  No electricity.  No plumbing.  Two tiny cubby-hole bedrooms; one of which can barely hold a … Continue reading

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as the last of the smoke drifts away

It’s kind of un-Canadian to be so proud to be Canadian, but I can’t help it.   After keeping my distance from these Olympic Games in the months and years leading toward them, I finally got sucked in, fondled, and pleasured in … Continue reading

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