My sister lives in the country, up in Hockley Valley. Susan and her husband Peter invited us up to their place for a family Christmas Eve dinner last evening. We had a lovely dinner, and a chance to catch up with some family we don’t… Read More
My parents brought us kids up to be Canadians. Mom was born in Poland but came over with her family as a young girl. Dad was born in Montreal. His dad moved to Canada from the States at some point along the way. He used… Read More
I was chatting with a friend the other day about the oddball music I grew up on. My dad loved his jazz, Dixieland and Big Band mostly and he knew those players. “Who’s that on trumpet son?” In his day, my father played clarinet and… Read More
We had a lovely time yesterday evening celebrating (Canadian!) Thanksgiving with family on Tuffy P’s side in Uxbridge. Viviane made a terrific dinner with enough variety to accommodate both the turkey hounds among us as well as the vegetarians and vegans. Viv is missing in… Read More
I grew up in a fishing family. I never thought much about it. It was just what we did, and since my big brother and my dad loved to do it, I loved it too. I remember the first day my father took me to… Read More
Tuffy P came across this. It’s a photo spread about my Uncle Gene – who was an ace violin maker in the Chicago area – in the Chicago Sunday Tribune November 11 1951. When you click the link, click the “story jump” blue button at… Read More
We had a wonderful time yesterday hosting a bbq with many family (and one honourary family member) on both sides over for an evening of good cheer and conversation (as well as loads of good food and drink). I didn’t take any photos, but Sheila… Read More
Yesterday afternoon we ventured out to Seven44 for an evening among cousins. Robbie Laine and the Disciples were playing and my cousin Steve plays guitar with them. Cousin Karen and her husband Rollin were there as were Cousin Carolyn and Cousin Wanda. We enjoyed some… Read More
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