Communal Memories…

I came of age in the 1960’s. When I was twenty, I moved into an urban commune, the Campus Residence Cooperative Association. Two Edwardian houses, next door to each other in the heart of New Westminster. For the first couple of summers, I went home to Nanaimo to work and earn the funds necessary to […]


Denman Island, DIRA, and the VIRL : A Personal History in response to a recent Facebook Discussion

  For reasons I know not, decades ago, a decision was made not to institute a branch of the Vancouver Island Regional Library on Denman Island. I suspect that people were happy with the local volunteer library, the Dora Drinkwater. Jump forward a decade or two. Shortly after I moved to Denman in 2004, senior […]


What Will It Take?

I suppose everyone has their hobby horse. Social media certainly allows ease of access for the expression of their respective pet ponies these days. For me, my preferred equine is the state of child welfare in British Columbia. That of course reverberates beyond my home province. And of late, the incarceration of children in Mr. […]


I Have Never Been Poor…

This brief post is about poverty. In a way I feel that, in trying to make a few observations, I am appropriating an aspect of poverty’s culture that I have no right to comment on. Although, and I have never really thought all that much about my first couple of years in terms of poverty, […]