Passing through the Portal

win badge Anxious, excited, apprehensive, I kept close to my mother’s side, within reach of her hand should I need an extra measure of comfort as I watched the other fidgeting five and six-year olds grouped in clusters about the cavernous room, some holding fast to their mother’s hand. It is September, 1955. Continue reading “Passing through the Portal”

It wasn’t the Best of Times

win badgeI got out for my walk today under clear skies of Thunder Bay blue.  Walking is a time for thinking as well, when I’m not focussed on the icy sidewalks. I arrived here as an adventurous 24-year old, left on the heels of Continue reading “It wasn’t the Best of Times”