The Pink Standard
The name Don Featherstone might not ring any bells for you, and until last week I didn’t realize he was the creator of one of the most iconic symbols of our time: the pink flamingo. …
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The name Don Featherstone might not ring any bells for you, and until last week I didn’t realize he was the creator of one of the most iconic symbols of our time: the pink flamingo. …
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After work late Friday morning, I stopped to get a few groceries. As a treat for behaving myself with my diet all week, I bought a small bag of soft red licorice – one of my favourite things in the world. I popped a couple of pieces in my mouth and hit the road for home. …
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The Sunshine Foundation’s annual fundraiser, Bright Night, Big Dreams, is held in an airplane hangar that’s decked out beautifully for the evening. …
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Our washing machine is a hand-me-up from a relative who was moving and didn’t need it anymore. It works well but there’s always been an issue with the safety switch. …
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My brilliant and accomplished PhD friend Shannon Sampert, who escaped the confines of a radio newsroom long ago and is now the first woman to hold the position of Perspectives and Politics Editor at the Winnipeg Free Press, continues to delight me with her depth and insight. …
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Today I’m attending the sad goodbye for Lauren Davis and I’ve been asked to read a poem during the service. …
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I don’t drink alcohol, I quit smoking in 1988 and I don’t do drugs. Not illegal ones, anyway, and none for pure pleasure. I have only one vice left and that’s coffee. So scientists, please keep your beakers away from my Keurig. …
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On Sunday afternoon, I was in the basement gathering some laundry I had hung to dry when a noise in the other room caught my attention. Spice was on the bookshelf behind the drum kit, knocking books onto the floor. “That’s weird”, I thought. “Spice doesn’t read.” …
There are some things that forever change you. You’re one person before it occurs, and another person afterward. In my immediate family, it was the accidental death on Christmas Day of my uncle Caz, my Mom’s little brother, at just 34. Collectively, a generation before mine would have said that about the assassination of President Kennedy. You could also point to the date in 1997 when Princess Diana’s life was cut short. And, of course, 9/11. …
As I write these words, I’m aware I am still in shock. Lauren Davis, the beautiful, talented, quick-witted and so very young daughter of Erin Davis, died unexpectedly overnight Sunday. Just hours before, she had celebrated her first Mother’s Day and on Facebook, her smiling face greeted the world as she showed off her coconut necklace. That’s little Colin’s nickname: Coconut. …
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