The legacy of Rachel Held Evans

A Memory from Jim Palmer on Facebook About eighteen years ago a young woman named Rachel Held Evans contacted me because she was beginning to see Christianity differently and wanted to write about it. She sent me her manuscript, and we worked on her book together. She published four books in total. I got to... Continue Reading →

Literary guardrails in an AI world

Ken Gray, with materials from CBC News, Apr 12, 2026 Jenna Benchetrit explores AI implications for writers. โ€œHi; my name is Ken.โ€ โ€œHi Ken.โ€ โ€œI occasionally use AI.โ€ โ€œWow; did you make that up yourself Ken? Or did AI help? And if it did, how did AI help you?โ€ โ€œNo I did not use AI... Continue Reading →

Last Call at Hermann’s

From Adam Chan CHEK TV News Two pillars of the Victoria art scene are set to close down next month. Hermannโ€™s Jazz Club and View Street Social will close their doors permanently on April 30, 2026. The Arts On View Society announced the upcoming closure on Thursday, saying the โ€œdifficult decisionโ€ came after extensive reviews... Continue Reading →

Meet my friend Curt

During my recent trip to Victoria caught up with my longtime friend, Curt Bergen. Curt and I have known each other for most of our adult lives. We first met while organ students of Ed Norman in the 1970s in Victoria. We met at an organ concert at the downtown St. Andrewโ€™s Presbyterian Church though... Continue Reading →

If in doubt, make a plan

Another chapter in the series Stories from Somewhere, fictional reflections of an unidentified place at an unknown time. Other chapters are listed here. Our paths have not crossed for a couple of weeks now, so I am out of touch. Obviously, Ronni and a few others have been busy making plans, exactly for what, I... Continue Reading →

String music

Another in the series: Stories from Somewhere, by Ken Gray โ€œI will trust, I will trust, I will trust in himโ€โ€”Stuart Townend Walking downhill towards the church on a crisp autumn evening, the retreating western sun infusing fluffy clouds with shades of orange and yellow, I see the lights on in the church. Did I... Continue Reading →

First date

Love is blind? Or is it blue? โ€”Anonymous proverb I want to make a good impression; to get our first date right. We had met in other ways โ€” by happenstance, at church events, at choir practice, and at community meetings. I had noticed Ronni from a distance. Sheโ€™s attractive, and I sensed interesting. I... Continue Reading →

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