September 04, 2012
Many years ago I had to put down my dog and best friend, Strider. He’d been hit by a car and had broken his back. The vet said there was nothing he could do. “You can take him up to UC Davis,” he said, “ but even if the save him, he’ll never be able to walk again.” I couldn’t bear the thought of that (nor, I thought, could he) and made the decision. He died in my arms.
Over the years, I’ve often thought about that… READ MORE
August 26, 2012
A work assignment that brings me to Nebraska for two weeks out of every four has given this Canadian a wonderful opportunity to become immersed not only in the passion and pride of American culture, but in the generous nature of the Heartland.
It was my first Memorial Day, and one of my welcoming local friends invited me to join her, along with many other community members, to put up more than 900 American flags… READ MORE
August 19, 2012
As another birthday arrives in my world, I recall a hike I took in spring, with the trilliums fading from white to purple, wearing the color with the grace of an aging lady. “When I am old I shall wear purple…” Jenny Joseph’s famed poetic line about elderly freedom of expression came to mind, applying as much to trilliums as humanity. Through the trilliums, the land spoke to me: Take comfort: your life may finish with… READ MORE