RECOPE — A Jewel in the Summerland crown

Another in our “Life in our little town” series. “So Doug, how do you stay so healthy?” Doug is an eighty-six year-old friend who despite some medical challenges enjoys a comfortable and medically stable life. So I was curious, and asked the question. His answer was both immediate and simple. “I attend Recope three days... Continue Reading →

A New Book, by a famously horrible person

A guest review by Norman Sigurdson I just read Richard Ford’s fifth (and presumably final) novel centred on the New Jersey real estate salesman Frank Bascombe: “Be Mine: A Frank Bascombe Novel,” and it is a wonderful achievement. Ford is a towering figure in American fiction, and Bascombe is one of his greatest creations. I... Continue Reading →

Grumpy Old Men

Grumpy old men used to really bother me. Now I am one. I used to meet these guys everywhere, in church, in music, in discussion groups, and in the grocery store. I would think to myself, whatever it is that's irritating you guy, get over it, now! As the Good Lord said, "he (used intentionally... Continue Reading →

Juno is almost 4 – by Juno

Juno, a Labradoodle since birth is an accomplished blogger and raconteur. It’s time to celebrate. I am almost four years old, and what a great time I have, day after day in our little town of Summerland in the BC South Okanagan. As the Gospel song goes, Every day is a day of thanksgiving. (I... Continue Reading →

HELLO HEATHKIT

True confession—I have never built a Heathkit. Growing up in Victoria, my friends and I would travel downtown on Saturdays to the old Shaver Shop on lower Yates Street, or to Radio Shack (now The Source) and check out all the cool stuff. Problem was, I don’t solder—tried it in metalwork with a soldering block... Continue Reading →

It’s the little things I remember

I remember my first piano lesson well. In fact, I remember the first piece of music that Robin Wood taught me. Sitting at one of the concert grand pianos at the old Victoria School of Music on Victoria’s Pandora Ave, right across from the McPherson Playhouse, Mr. Wood taught me the above keyboard melisma. Having... Continue Reading →

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