On closer inspection

Another story in the series Stories from Somewhere, by me, Ken Gray Case #1993-642 The blaring ghetto blaster is getting on Janetโ€™s nerves. Joni Mitchell, whose music is a favourite around the police station, seems to be playing on an endless loop. Detachment Sergeant, Duncan Jaimeson, loves his 60s and 70s folk tunes โ€“ Joan... Continue Reading →

Skate Kamloops a huge success

They pulled it off. For the last ten years, Kamloops residents Nancy Bepple, James Gordon, and Steve Gainey, formed and managed Kamloops outdoor Skating Association. Amidst other projects, their goal was to bring an outdoor skating rink to downtown Kamloops. They attended budget meetings; they hosted ball hockey tournaments; they fundraised to help pay for... Continue Reading →

A Hymn of Praise โ€” For E-Bikes

By Bill McKibben โ€” This article appears in the January/February 2026 issue of Sojourners Magazine โ€” Subscribe A no sweat, no hills, planet-loving bicycle seems pretty heavenly to me. THERE ARE A few things that seem like magic to me. One is iceโ€”when water freezes, suddenly you can glide across the surface of the earth.... Continue Reading →

Gone Fishinโ€™

Chapter ten in the series Stories from Somewhere, by me, Ken Gray โ€œMayday*Mayday*Mayday.โ€ My shouted distress call must have looked silly. There I was, standing in a wobbly west coast dory, shouting into a bank of dense fog that had quickly appeared out of nowhere, covering us in our little skiff. Close to the shore... Continue Reading →

Between the covers

Another in a series of short personal fictional stories about a mystery church with a quirky minister in an unnamed community, though not in a galaxy far away. Enjoy. Between the covers A face stares up at me from a large bowl of Bouillabaisse, a French seafood stew โ€” the version before me with a... Continue Reading →

Early Sunday morning

Another in a series of original short stories. Enjoy โ€œBetween the vestibule and the altar,ย ย ย  let the priests, the ministers of the Lord, weep.โ€ (Book of Job) I wasnโ€™t weeping, but I felt a little funny. There I was, dressed in Alb and Stole, standard clerical dress for ministers of many Christian denominations, on a... Continue Reading →

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