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I was heading down the last flight of stairs at the Lyon LRT station in Ottawa. A man stormed around the corner from the fare gates. He wore a leather jacket from a local university and one of those hard hats they give to first-year students.
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Good versus evil
it's just people killin' people
who knows why
a bigger piece of the pie
gather your tribe
offer a bribe
rally your nation
fire the imagination
demonize the other
lock up your brother
silence your sister
doesn't . . .
Posted in: poetry
There was a cool breeze that day one May on the Thirsty Moose patio. Traffic whizzed by every now and then. My wife and kids had gone to the bathroom. I sat at the table with my mother-in-law.
She reminded me how lucky I am to be married to her daughter.
Yes, I am very fortunate. Thank you for raising such a wonderful person.. . .
Posted in: gratitude
Find someone to trust. People will help
IT IS POSSIBLE
It is possible to live a good life.
I know you may not think so right now. I know it's hard to even get out of bed sometimes, let alone hold down a job or raise a family, to even take care of yourself. You might even find it hard to look someone in the eye, . . .
Heroes don't need to fix things. They support their loved ones in their growth and healing
What I hope for you, maybe the greatest thing that a father can hope for his son, is that one day you will become a father yourself. And then you will know how much I truly love you.
– Henry Allen, to his son, Barry, in an episode of The Flash.
WHEN I THINK OF BEING A FATHER and everything that means, I also think of being . . .
We do more things. We have less time
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2020. A new year, a new decade. It sounds so futuristic to me! I remember when I was my older son's age, it was 1985. I was walking to school thinking what the world would . . .
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MAKE (INSERT YOUR CAUSE HERE) GREAT AGAIN
Sometimes i don't really see
the point of life of strife
of berating of complaining
everyone is so outraged
so mean so hateful
so easy to jump on another
point a finger
say things to others
with little regard
in that regard
i find it . . .