Yearly Archives: 2022

2022 October

Life lessons from Paul Henderson

2022-10-01T21:07:37-04:00October 1st, 2022|Categories: Hamilton Spectator, Newspaper columns|Tags: , , |0 Comments

I’m with Paul Henderson who’s telling me about unexpected things and the rest of the story. First, for my boy and hundreds of thousands of other young Canadians starting a new hockey season, Henderson offers some advice. He talks about pushing yourself, and teamwork, and the power of encouraging others. Then he says, “Because

2022 September

Riding to save mothers in Zimbabwe

2022-09-21T17:34:48-04:00September 17th, 2022|Categories: Hamilton Spectator, Newspaper columns, Other|Tags: , , , |0 Comments

Then there’s that boy on the beach. He’s the boy throwing starfish back into the ocean, one at a time. As far as the eye can see, starfish lay on the beach, dying. It’s overwhelming. People walk past. “There are too many,” a passerby tells the boy. “You can’t make a difference.” The boy bends down,

2022 September

Hey, Old Man (and the Sea), Happy Birthday!

2022-09-04T00:12:07-04:00September 3rd, 2022|Categories: Hamilton Spectator, Newspaper columns|Tags: , |0 Comments

If we were all old men we could do worse than land in Ernest Hemingway’s classic novella The Old Man and the Sea. The story, among the most loved of the 20th century, just turned 70. The old man – his name is Santiago – is an outsider. He’s impoverished. Has horrible luck. Hasn’t caught a

2022 August

Dogs, in the dog days of summer

2022-08-22T16:48:14-04:00August 20th, 2022|Categories: Hamilton Spectator, Newspaper columns|Tags: , |0 Comments

From this corner, the only thing left to say about the dwindling dog days of summer is that the dog is somehow managing. The kids have been gone for large swaths of time. If I was a dog, or if you were, this would take something out of you. How could it not? You know the greeting a dog gives when you arrive home?

2022 August

The wonder of the great outdoors

2022-08-22T19:00:16-04:00August 6th, 2022|Categories: Hamilton Spectator, Newspaper columns|Tags: , , |4 Comments

According to my phone GPS, two of the three children are gone. I asked their mother about this. “Yes, Number Two and Number Three,” she said. “Oh,” I said. When did they leave? “Early summer.” “Yes, of course. To where?” “Camp.” Only Child Number One, the Mac nursing student who’s working in a nearby seniors home, sleeps

2022 July

The road to “I’m sorry”

2022-07-23T23:58:54-04:00July 23rd, 2022|Categories: Hamilton Spectator, Newspaper columns|Tags: , , |12 Comments

My teens call me “Papi” and “Paps” these days. “Good morning, Papi.” I don’t mind. It’s from “Papa,” the origin of “Pope.” But I’m no Catholic. I’m just a dad who’s happy to find some heart and courage and brains, happy to get the kids further along life’s yellow brick road in one piece. My neighbour is a devout Catholic.

2022 July

Getting to know our nation’s soul

2022-07-03T00:07:58-04:00July 2nd, 2022|Categories: Hamilton Spectator, Newspaper columns|Tags: , |10 Comments

One summer day my eldest and I took a selfie at the corner of Portage and Main. We were exploring. I’d already  explored enough of Canada by myself. Once I took the train Toronto to Vancouver, before getting up to Tofino to stand in the Pacific with raised arms. As a dad, things are now different.

2022 June

Being good at being single

2022-06-21T20:01:25-04:00June 18th, 2022|Categories: Hamilton Spectator, Newspaper columns|Tags: , , , |8 Comments

Most of us have no clue what we’re doing in these matters of the heart, but if you’re looking, and if it’s any help, here’s something for a summer day. It starts with a fine young lady, Corinna. Little Boy Hopeless, that’s me, hit her with a rock. In Grade 2. Seated behind her, I’d also pull her dark, silky hair. I liked her