On My Memories of Teenage Phone Calls

I was shocked today to see a news story about a mom who gave her son a new phone for Christmas but did so along with an 18-point “contract” about how he’ll be allowed to use it. Much of the commentary on the Internet and the radio ranged from “what a fabulous idea” to “that’s … Continue reading On My Memories of Teenage Phone Calls

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Summer in Vancouver

For me, summer in Vancouver is walking home from work over the Burrard Street Bridge.  I kind of  love bridges. Different cities, different favourite bridges. San Francisco has the Golden Gate, London has the Millennium Footbridge (affectionately called the wobbly bridge), Victoria has (for now) the Blue Bridge, and in Vancouver its Burrard Street. I … Continue reading Summer in Vancouver