Cheers

So I ran for 31 years relatively injury free.  This included three not-so-great marathons in Buffalo, Toronto and Ottawa.  I finished them all my best time being 3:56 and some change.  I’ve never been able to let go of this wonderful hobby, if you will.  In 2011...

Close Enough

I have this nasty habit of “close enough”. So I toss a piece of garbage toward the can and sometimes it goes right in. Other times it just misses and lands by the side of the can. “Close enough!”. And I walk away. Sorry to disappoint you...

Lunkers

My first trip to Brown Lake . . . early exposure to one of my greatest buddies . . . Layton Ford. I am a Grand Manan trout fisherman. It goes like this. When you get to the fishing hole, you cut a pole from an alder that is as straight as you can find. Then you reach...

An Ingersoll Update

Thanks for subscribing to this newsletter over the last couple of years. I have a love for writing that I believe to be one of the greatest gifts that my father unintentionally gave me. When I write, I think of him and pray that any good becomes a tribute to him and...

Old Friend . . . New Beginning

There was one big suitcase, as I remember. I muscled it on the ferry and headed for the mainland.  The weight was more than it should have been, almost as though there was a stowaway midst the clothing. Really, it was the finality of this trip and the months preceding...