New Life, Old Friend

 Musings
Sep 152011
 

This is Kyro Martin. As you can see from his gentle yet slightly dazed expression, he was a very sweet dog, but somewhat lacking in the smarts department.   I have very few pictures of my beloved old friend in my condo; my dad found this gem and others today, and emailed them to me. Oh, I do miss him. Kyro left this world in November 2007, at the very ripe age of 18. A couple of days later, I went to Oregon for the second time in my life. It was the beginning of an adventure that took me [...click for more...]

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The Man Who Brought The Kennedys

 Musings
Jan 232011
 

In eight days I am having surgery. I am terrified about this, but first, something to look forward to: on Sunday, Jan. 30, TLC is premiering its two-hour “television event,” the Kennedy Home Movies. It is a story about these people, in this video, a teaser so beautiful it made me cry: It is also a story about Winnipeg, which is why I’m blogging about it. Because in my story, the Kennedys and Winnipeg are woven together, warp and weft and impossible to pick apart. I grew up loving the Kennedys, because my father loved the Kennedys. In Grade 5, for an essay project, I [...click for more...]

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Rollin’ On The River

 Odes to Winnipeg
Jan 172011
 

News today that the Paddlewheel Queen may have made its last voyage down the Red. The news tugs memories, the memories tug a heartache, and the heartache nudges a synapse that can only be appeased by writing the memories down. I loved that boat. I haven’t been on it for years.   When you’re a child and everything is fresh and you haven’t yet learned that there’s nothing in Winnipeg, the muddy waters are as magic as azure coast and the places they go are fit for pirates and princesses. I was a little girl. We set ourselves up on the bow, [...click for more...]

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