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• Uncle Wiggily would not be amused
  Rabbits, rabbits everywhere, and no one with a snare. No trouble to play "Button, button, who's got the button" on the campus of the University ...
• The sleep of the just
  The view from here - Some time ago I met a man who suffers from sleep apnea. So do I, which was why I was interested in his case. Many people ...
• Behold: a new beginning
  I'm giving you the opportunity to join a wonderful church. No history of scandal of any kind, no history of child abuse or taking advantage of ...
• Music and friends
  The view from here - He had a face like a friendly leprechaun. It was a face that said, "Come on in! I'm glad to see you!" It was a face that ...
• Inconsiderata
  The view from here - "Awful goin' on in the States!" That's how my father used to describe the world when he felt it was "going to hell in a ...
• Crossing the Bar
  Prepare to cross the Cabot Strait next year by two or three longliners. After listening to the interview "Here and Now's" Debbie Cooper did with ...
• The other Vancouver games
  Well, you talk about the brazen hypocrisy of politicians. When the Canadian women's hockey team won gold over the United States, they had, like ...
• Tales from the West
  Some memorable moments from the wonderful Olympics. Canada was playing Denmark in women's curling. After two ends, the score was tied. One of the ...
• Vive le Canada!
  I've been watching the Olympics. You, too? Imagine that. We must be the only two people in Canada so engaged. Understand this column is being ...
• The ears of the hare
  A couple of weeks ago, I wrote a column on rabbit hunting with No. 1 Son. One of the e-mails I received in response was from a chap upalong ...
• Validating heaven
  When I was a child, I was forced to tell the truth about whether or not I went to Sunday School on any given Sunday. Consider a beautiful ...
• Hiawatha and his father
  Number 1 Son and I have been hunting. Big game? Well of course big game! This time of year rabbits have reached full size. And we don't hunt ...
• The unbearable lightness of being gutted
  They call this the "throwaway" generation. Other Half and I do not belong to it. We throw nothing away. Even the garbage gets scrutinized before ...
• Led by the spirit II
  Capricious. That's the good word, people! That's the word you've all been waiting for. Or, to put it another way, that's the word for which ...
• The other man in the room
  I have always been puzzled by one thing in "The Night before Christmas." Now that we are at arm's length, so to speak, from the perpetual and ...
• A new love triangle
  My father used to say that the most difficult sermons to preach were Christmas and Easter. It's all been said, over and over and over. Where ...
• The cross and the boat
  Several treasured items decorate my study walls. I can't list them all, because some are awards and stuff, and I'm much too modest to get into ...
• Led by the spirit
  There comes a time in every man's life when he must sit down and take stock. Take a look at where he's been, where he is and where he's going. At ...
• Smith on fawts
  Lets establish something about the word "fart." First, it's a long recognized, bona fide English word going way back. I refer you to Chaucer's ...
• The pensioners lament
  Oh how I long for those bright days to come again once more. But come again they never will, for now I'm sixty-four. That's not my problem. If ...
• Shakespeare for the culturally challenged
  This is Shakespeare made plain. It is intended for those non-scholarly, non-academic and non-cultural types who want to appear educated. These ...
• The Miss Piggy syndrome
  If you have H1N1, I'm sorry. But you must be all right or you wouldn't be reading this. If you haven't caught it yet but are about to, I'm even ...
• The devil is in the details
  So, it's Halloween again. Bigger than Christmas commercially on the mainland, they say, which means the stores make more money off witches than ...
• A rod by any other name
  It hurt like hell. And the fact that the belt was being wielded by the hand of my loving mother made it hurt even more. More than injured, I was ...
• A just reward
  It's an uncertain world. No doubt about it. When a vintage writer such as myself can pass almost without notice through any mall in Eastern ...
• Montana versus Horton
  When a red-blooded Canadian boy would rather watch some girlie whirligig called Hannah Montana prancing around the television screen in furious ...
• Them and us again
  Don't get me wrong. xxxxxxxxxx I like St. John's. I couldn't very well say that while my father was alive because he professed to hate the place. ...
• Supplements to learning
  I remember clearly being given my school supplies. In Grade 1 they consisted of a slate, a slate pencil and a damp rag. I was the only kid in ...
• Just a bit much
  I hope you've heard of at least a couple of these things yourself. Otherwise, you probably won't believe me. I swear with all my heart and soul ...
• Lunar lie
  There are explanations for this. A moon rock given to the Dutch National Museum turns out to be fake! Tests have shown it to be petrified wood! ...