2021 October

Hockey and the tapestry of our lives

2021-10-10T22:48:59-04:00October 9th, 2021|Categories: Hamilton Spectator, Newspaper columns|Tags: , , , , , , |4 Comments

I would be a Leafs fan, I suppose, but when I was seven years old someone put a woolly Montreal Canadiens sweater on me, with the rest of my hockey gear, skates and all, before snapping a Polaroid of me standing in the living room. My allegiance was somehow set. Paul, my best friend, was a Leafs fan. His mother made sandwiches and cookies and gave them to me

2016 December

On dogs, dreams and getting robbed … again

2017-04-03T22:48:00-04:00December 6th, 2016|Categories: Daily Dad|Tags: , , , , |0 Comments

Healing can come in any number of ways, of course, even through a dog. Our dog, Zak – he’s laying a few feet from me right now – has been this for me. If you’ve never met Zak, you can do so here, through these simple pleasures. Yes, Zak has been many things: guard dog, [...]

2015 June

‘Hey, you’re on TV!’

2017-07-18T02:20:04-04:00June 18th, 2015|Categories: Daily Dad|Tags: , , , , , , |0 Comments

It’s the other day in Pittsburgh and a friend emails with the news … “Hey, you’re on TV!” A couple of nights later I got around to watching online. I wanted to see this brief interview, quite honestly, by myself. TV is not my thing. I felt somewhat embarrassed about it all. My Bride, some [...]

2015 March

Big dogs, trouble, and the Balm of Gilead

2017-07-18T02:36:17-04:00March 5th, 2015|Categories: Daily Dad|Tags: , , , , , , , , |1 Comment

It was last evening. “Dad,” she said. “Can I hold the leash?” “No.” “Please,” she said. “No.” Zack, our big-as-a house German Shepherd, has been a little disobedient on his walks lately, chasing the monkeys and whatnot. Liz wouldn’t be able to hold him. “Zack has given even Mum a hard time lately,” I said. “You [...]

2014 August

So what’s your story?

2017-07-19T00:47:44-04:00August 22nd, 2014|Categories: Daily Dad|Tags: , , , , , , , |0 Comments

The highlight of the week was seeing a buddy from ye olde boyhood years. I hadn't seen him for more than three decades. He and his wife came the other evening for dinner. "This is my son, Jon," I said, at one moment. "And this is my friend ..." "Yeah, yeah, I know," said Jon. "This is your friend [...]

2014 May

A Canadian boy and his game. (And by the way, I’m going to @#$%^& kill you.)

2017-07-19T01:19:33-04:00May 16th, 2014|Categories: Daily Dad|Tags: , , , , , , , , , |0 Comments

This is about a boy who loved to play hockey. He played in rinks, sure, when he could, even outdoor rinks, but more so just on the road, hour after hour, with or without his buddies, often until dark, calling the play-by-play, shooting, scoring, winning with the crowd going wild, of course, at least until [...]