Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Remembrance...

It's always good to remember the sacrifice of others. War is a repugnant and despicable thing and though it seems we'll never learn, I'm thankful for life in Canada. My Father fought in WW2 as a soldier in the British military, as Newfoundland did not join Canada until 1949.
Details about his time overseas are scarce. He died when I was 18 and never discussed it much, at least not with me. I found this photo online and have identified him (I think)...
 As far as I can tell, he was in the 21st Battery of the 59th Royal Heavy Artillery Regiment...

Winter Reprieve

Over the last 12 months, I've taken off in an airplane 50 times, from 16 different airports. From normal sounding names like Toronto an...

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