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Those Were The Days “Stranger Than Fiction”

Those Were The Days “Stranger Than Fiction”

After dinner when we settle back with our guests enjoying a hot coffee or glass of wine and allowing our roast beef and mashed potatoes to find a comfortable spot in our bellies, one of the highlights of the evening is the relaxed banter; conversations which vary from one topic to another. Last evening we

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Beautiful Path Lane Walkway Way In Summer Forest Park. Healthy Walking In Park Between Woods, Trees And Green Bushes.

Those Were The Days “All the Yesterdays Are Gone “

Way back in 535 BC a Greek philosopher named Heraclitus made a profound statement, “you can never walk the same path twice”. I believe every one of us who have re-visited old homesteads, neighbourhoods or stomping grounds will attest his words to be not only sage insight but living truth. The Ambassador Bridge linking Windsor

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Those Were The Days: “Summer Vacations”

“School days, school days, dear old golden rule days”. Elementary school was so much different back in the late 1939 and 40s when I was a student. Every kid from grades one to eight was stressed to the limits toward the end of June because that is when the final report cards were issued. Back

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black and white of the Edersee dam

Those Were The Days “Recognizing Our Heroes”

I have written in previous columns the many times I sat with my Dad at the kitchen table perusing news of the war. It was 1944 and I was creeping up on my tenth birthday, D Day was blazing across the headlines and Dad patiently explained the highs and lows of  WWII, the victories, the

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Those Were The Days “ New Beginning”

2018, a new year to reflect on old memories and the beginning to amass new ones. My wife and I are celebrating our sixty fouth anniversary in a few weeks, some times it seems like a long ago step into another phase of our lives but remarkably, some memories appear to be just mere fleetings

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M V Montrose in Detroit River on side

Those Were The Days “Good Times, Bad Times”

For the past thirty years I have been fortunate to be given the privilege and opportunity to write some of my memories for various newspapers. Since I was born and raised in Windsor, Ontario, many of my most vivid recollections come from my experiences in that city. I was eleven years old when World War

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THOSE WERE THE DAYS “Where Has The Time Gone?”

I can not believe its another year,  But a new January is really here, Time goes swiftly by In just a twinking of an eye. Yesterday I was young and bold,  So quickly I have become old, Time has gone swiftly by, In just a twinkling of an eye.               

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