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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