A youngster as Apollo 12 touched the first men down on the moon, I remember, as best as one can remember particular moments 50+ years in the past, where I was at that moment. Outside on my bike. 
Rocket ships and outer space hold as little interest for me now as they did back then, the horizon of my focus much more prosaic. In those days, probably hockey, Red Skelton and those zany, crazy Looney Tunes. Continue reading
It started with an old man forgetting his wallet.
The old man being me, the wallet being mine, and a Monday morning crosstown appointment to get the snow tires changed.
A twenty-two minute estimated journey, clocking in at roughly 25. So far. So good. No complaints about that.
A bustling metropolis & etc. It isn’t an outing I take very often. So, no matter. Continue reading
For those in Toronto subjected over the past baker’s dozen years to the Ford family bludgeoning, egregious mendacity flung around with graceless, inept obfuscation in the pursuit of 100%, unadulterated bone-headed policy proposals became par for the course (minus a 4 year hiatus when Rob sickened and eventually shuffled from the stage and brother Doug got chased into the political wilderness, good riddance, we all thought, only to watch in horror as he grasped onto a bigger, seemingly unassailable position of power as provincial premier in 2018). 
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