My father-in-law, Dr. Joseph P. O’Shea, was a Captain in the Royal Canadian Medical Corps during World War I. Perhaps this story, his story, can shed some light on how horrible a war it was, and the great sacrifices that were made. #RememberThem
By Heart
This past summer, Ruth and I made a stop at the McCrae House in Guelph, Ontario. It was a very interesting visit, perhaps even more interesting as our family has a connection with John McCrae, the soldier who wrote In Flanders Fields.
Riding My Pet Calf
This is a look back on pets we’ve had in our family over the years, including a calf that I tried to keep as a pet.
Regina in 1957
Regina in the mid 50’s was a paradise for young, single people. This was what the dating scene was like back then.
1989 and the Grey Cup in Toronto
In 1989, the Saskatchewan Roughriders made it to the Grey Cup, and a midnight flight to Toronto was added at the last minute. I had to go, it may be my only chance to see the Riders win.