Alan Pickersgill

I bet I’ve driven through Rockwood hundreds of times on my way to somewhere else. I’ve hardly ever stopped there. Back in the days when I’d take the kids camping, we’d pitch a tent in the conservation area, cook some hot dogs over an open fire, make supper and breakfast on a Coleman stove. It’s been a long, long time since I’ve done that.  More often than not, it’s a picturesque little village on the way to and from Brampton or Mississauga. Highway 7 is a much more relaxing ride than the 401. Sometimes quicker, as well. On the way through, we have stopped atRead More →

This evening I finished sorting through my photographs from my week in Glasgow and posted them to my SmugMug photography blog. There are many different sides to the city, and it presents several different faces. Take a look. It’s a great city.    Read More →

Michael Logue was the reason I went to Glasgow for a week in July. He was a good husband, a good father, a good grandfather. All in all, a good man. He fell in love with my cousin Patsy 40 years ago, when he was 17 and she was 15. Their love and friendship endured through the years. They raised two sons and a daughter who, in their turn, brought three girls and a boy into the family. Michael worked on ships assigned to various off-shore projects. As he explained it to me once, it had to do with global positioning systems. The textbook scientificRead More →

We’re having a binary election. Male or female. Older or younger. Corporate or community. Old stock or immigrant. Cam Guthrie or Aggie Mlynarz. One or the other, and nothing in between. It’s gonna be a goodun. It’s been a long time since we had an election in Guelph with only two candidates for mayor. A very long time. Probably neither of our two were alive the last time it happened, if it ever did. This could be the only thing they have in common. Guthrie belongs to the Conservative Party, Mlynarz is in the NDP. At the Friends of the Library book sale last OctoberRead More →