Ron

I’m sad this morning to hear of the passing of Ron Casat. I owe  my life as a musician to him. If you enjoy what I do, then you owe Ron a big thank you. Musically, Ron was my brother, my uncle and my father. Everything I know about stage craft and musicianship I learned […]

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Erebus

The Franklin Expedition to find the Northwest passage occupies a big space in the history of exploration in general and Canadian History in particular. Archaeology buff were thrilled last year with the discovery of the wreck of one of Franklin’s ships, The Erebus in the Victoria Straight. The find was not without controversy, given the support […]

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Mary

My father’s generation, all his brothers and sisters, have passed completely. The days of hearing stories from mouth to ear are gone now. Mary Keelaghan passed away Sunday March 8 at St. James Hospital in Dublin.  My aunt Mary was the last of my dad’s brothers and sisters standing. And I do mean standing. Until a […]

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Time Passages

5 years ago today M and I were joined by son number 2, Patrick. M rightly brags that she rocked the birth. As proof-My ticket for the parking lot was time stamped at 01:00. Patrick arrived at 01:39. From arrival to triage to birth, 39 minutes. The nurses, realizing that they were running out of […]

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Remembrance Day

I am a pacifist at heart,  a socialist as a matter of conscience and a historian by inclination. That means Remembrance day leaves me in a quandary. I study war in my off hours, though I rarely write about it. I ‘ve always felt that somehow writing about it would perpetuate it. And when I […]

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The things you see in the UK part 2

We got a ticket in Penrith when we parked, unknowingly, in a loading zone. The parking officer suggested we write to the parking authority and plead our case ( basically, that we’re Canadian and didn’t know) they did indeed forgive the ticket, but the email contained this very British paragraph: “…although we are satisfied that […]

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Why I fly the Red Ensign

  I’ve never  been a flag waver. My patriotism is a little closer to the bone. It doesn’t need bells and whistles. Since the late 90’s, however, I have made a point of flying a flag on Canada Day, but the one I fly is the Red Ensign. Here’s why. In the late 90’s I […]

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