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I have lost friends, some by death… others through sheer inability to cross the street. In this madly slap-dash way we’re living, with twisted wires limply cascading from our ears and the steady thrum of recorded voice pressing against our … Continue reading

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“Bless me or not, Lord, just as You please, for I’ll not beg.” Margaret Laurence, The Stone Angel

Here’s what I want to do. I want to believe that these words, the ones in the title of this post, come not from the voice of Laurence’s character Hagar Shipley, but from the whispers of the writer herself, always … Continue reading

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Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

My friend’s daughter killed herself last Sunday. She was 19. She was also strikingly beautiful but that doesn’t matter. Why write it then? Maybe because my previous post was about youth, beauty and potential then came this brutal, tragic coincidence. … Continue reading

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Bread and cheese and suicide

My needs were simple: Bread and cheese. Buffalo mozzarella in a sea of oil and a stiff baguette. And so I leaned my bicycle against the brick wall on Queen Street, beside “Andy’s Family Restaurant” frequented by drunks, and stepped … Continue reading

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Summer reading

Summer reading and Hemingway’s suicide. I’ve set myself the task of doing nothing but turning pages, in my garden, of The Sun Also Rises during the evening as the sun also sets in Toronto. A glass of chilled pinot gris in … Continue reading

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