47 years

In a couple of weeks it will be 47 years since I proposed to Wendy and asked her if she would spend the rest of her life with me. I will be 69 towards the end of this year, my Dad died just short of his 72 birthday as that “line in the sand” has…

Called to walk the narrow path

What does the good life look like? Financial freedom? Cars, RV’s, boats, travel, influence, power? We all would like a bit of the good life. When we were young officers we drove by the richest neighbourhood in Toronto and as we passed by the luxury mansions we were asked by the ranking officer who was…

Dear Diary

We have two, no three granddaughters who have their own diary. It is somewhere to write what they think or feel, more likely feel I suppose but it is their own words and their own thoughts. I thought I might do the same, rather here. Not so private, but what do I have to say…