Dear Robert I have come to find there is never a good time to say goodbye – perhaps because words can never describe the feeling of what it means to never see someone again. I know you forgive my mad ramblings and strange wanderings – so I...
Dear Robert; There are days I know why I stay here so far away from home. Some days it’s the weather – for a Canadian who has braved decades of the bitter cold the sun here is a ruthless seductress too. There are other reasons I suppose, like the...
I have struggled in the past few months, confronted by the crisis of truth. And that truth is – I am not smart. I like millions of others in my generation have made a franchise on our age and experience believing it made us smart, believing the...
For more than 25 years I was proud to call myself a journalist. I worked with people who were dedicated to two important ingredients of great reportage – be fair and be factual. Over many years we walked carefully and respectfully when reporting...
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