When many of us baby boomers started to school there were very few kids with allergies or special needs. My cousin was the only person that I knew who had diabetes. There was one kid in school with asthma. There

There is nothing else that is as imprinted in a farmer’s mind than memories of cold snaps on the farm. This is the weather when the radio announcers warn us about keeping extra warm clothes, a candle, mitts, a full

Well, the Christmas shopping is almost finished. Will everyone get what they really want? The kids know that they have been good and hope Santa remembers to bring the right gift this year. They also hope that there are not

Sometimes we have to look back to appreciate what changes lie ahead. One evening in the 1960s while listening to my grandfather and some of his friends reminisce about changes in farming, my grandfather stated that the two most important

Whether we work on a farm or in the city, we all live in a house or apartment. Whether the dwelling is new or a century home, many of us appreciate the charm of an old house. As we get

That’s the question we ask friends, neighbours, and ourselves every time another farmer chooses to end their troubled life. What would drive this smart, hardworking person to choose such a senseless end? Of the ten or more victims that I

November 11 is just past and many of us either attended Remembrance Day services or if you were unable to attend, watched a ceremony on television. If you watched any documentaries around Nov. 11 then the ugliness of war is

Eaton’s and Sears wrote the book on distance sales by putting a free catalogue in every household. Whether you lived in Toronto or Skinners Pond, everybody in the house studied at least one section of the catalogue. My father’s first

2017 is already known as the year of the never ending rain, flooding and delayed planting, some fields never getting planted! For homeowners, it meant that many basements were flooded that were never wet before. Driveways and roads needed more

On these cold, wet, dark, five o’clock start mornings on the farm, many farmers wonder could there be a more pleasing job than this? After trudging through the mud on a cold rainy morning on the way to milk the