Like many, I am a fortunate member of the extended family of the dearly departed, Angelo Frank Ruffo.  Our introduction was a very long time…

Born in nineteen-sixty-two, I am shocked to think I survived society’s tobacco ambivalence. At one point not only did both my parents smoke, but so…

Sometime in the mid eighties when I was living alone on Bathurst Street just south of St Clair Avenue Madge and I decided to hang…

Historical details have been intentionally suppressed. Fond church memories. Quality time with Mum. A full roll of Mentos or Dutch salted licorice. An hour or…

Today I was watching a news clip of republican presidential candidate, he who’s name I will not say, thinking he reminded me of someone from…