Yesterday, my husband’s sister Marina died at the ripe of old age of 96, peacefully, without suffering. I fretted that we would not be able to attend the funeral, as she died in Mexico, and my h...
On Pipers and Paying them (Apr 2022)
Trigger warning: this post’s theme necessarily puts me in a good light that may seem like humble bragging. I guess i...
My readers are well aware of the contempt in which I hold forced DEI programs, equity quotas for minority groups, and compelled speech that reifies commitment to inclusivity. But that ...
Grandmotherhood turned out to be quite different from my fantasies.
One fantasy I entertained was that I would pass along my love of reading books by reading ...
I see in my neighbourhood weekly paper that girls’ registration at the Westmount Soccer Club has dropped “significantly.” Girls have not been registering at the soccer club at the sa...
When I was growing up, we didn’t know from Boomers, Millennials or Gen X,Y or Z. You were young, then you were an adult, then you were middle-aged and then you were old.
The Baby Boomers got th...