Monthly Archives: November 2014

that Canadian look, or cool to be Johnny Canuck

apologetic and glad with parkas, big boots here, plaid’s no fad —that Canadian look   red serge and mukluks from Hudson’s Bay to the Mounties, eh? I’m sorry I look so good   prairie wind chill fashion school arctic lows to … Continue reading

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cupid’s misfire

Her hands sweat. “Time, gentlemen. Next table, please.” He sits. “You are gorgeous!” “And… you are too young for me!” “Name?” “Suzanne. Yours?” “J.J.. My mother’s name was Suzanne.” “Oh, really?” She’s distracted. “What are you writing?” “You’re the one. You tick all … Continue reading

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Vimy Boys

our boys took Vimy Ridge that day but Vimy took our boys away for King and country, hip hip hooray! we’ll fight the Hun, hooray hooray! the maple leaf forever, eh? and Canada came of age they say a country … Continue reading

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