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A small Oilers fan named Skye turns her back to the self destructing Oilers trailing by three during the 2025 playoffs. She can only take so much. For whatever reason, after the first ten minutes of Game 5 of the … Continue reading →

I love you Dad ❤️ Last year, Dad laughs at an over the top musical card for a Super Dad I’m too broken this year to properly honour you Dad but I promise we will as the trauma slowly heal … Continue reading →

Next year we will celebrate and honour Dad, but this year is too hard. Miss you so much, Dad, dancing and playing Irish Rovers, and enjoying pizza, green Strongbow and creme de menthe pie and ice cream. We’d always finish … Continue reading →

If it be your willThat I speak no moreAnd my voice be stillAs it was before Music. Many friends and family over the years were invited to choose a song, and join in at Dad’s side, by Dad’s music stand. … Continue reading →

Relentlessly tumbling over and over in my mind’s ears today as the sorrow of the heart seems extra heavy- a snippet from one of Dad’s favourite songs on Paul Simon’s Rhythm of the Saints album.. There may come a timeWhen … Continue reading →

Today Mom shared with me she unexpectedly found a note a couple of days ago (Valentine’s Day) from Dad in my old bedroom at the house, a room she has been in and out hundreds of times since August. Suddenly … Continue reading →

Above, a car that slid off into a field has been towed to a windrow, but the tow appears to have snapped. A car coming toward me that had blindly entered my lane is crossing back over to get around … Continue reading →

It all went welltill I got to the endof Thompson Drivewhich ran out of housesat the edge of the prairie. 518 was next on the listbut Thompson properended in the 400s.In -30 I trudged aimlesslyback and forth on Nesspondering the … Continue reading →

with every paper I delivered.Bad news on the doorstep.I couldn’t take one more step.”–Don McLean (“American Pie”) Dad originally posted this February 1, 2021 on a cold February morning. Feeling this deeply today…