I damaged a friendship beyond repair. Years later something wonderful happened
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SHE WAS A LOVELY PERSON AND FRIEND. But I had wrecked our friendship.
By no means was it intentional, she was more collateral damage than anything. Caught in the wake of my manic . . .
We live in such a connected world, but sometimes I feel it's never been easier to be lonely
The door opened to a sidewalk of slush and grey skies. I exited the bus, negotiated my way around some hurried pedestrians, then crossed the road.
I saw him, sitting on his corner. Bank Street and Albert, downtown Ottawa.
Ruddy, pock-marked face, sandy-brown beard. And a smile that stretched from ear to ear. Many people walked . . .
Coach "Tri" always had my best interests at heart
Chris Triantafilou with University of Waterloo Warrior Football Defensive Backs, 1994
IN THE END, football was just a backdrop for the lessons we learned.
When I found out that Chris Triantafilou had passed suddenly from cancer on October 25, my heart sank.
Coach Tri (pronounced "Tree") was one of the most caring, thoughtful, . . .