Summertime Already?

Time to shift gears into summer, all of a sudden. Within the past week, the girls have danced their year-ending recital, and finished school for the year. Rebecca has also played her last Little League game of the year. This week, it’s off to camp every morning for the kids, while I try to catch up with my shadow – which continues to elude me. I must admit, summer caught me off-guard this year. I don’t know where the time goes. I need to figure out what I’m going to do between now and September, as well as what I’m going to...

My 10-Year Old Wants an iPod…

My Abby wants an iPod for her 10th birthday next week. I guess they’re all the rage within 4th grade. But I’m just not comfortable with it. I feel a collision coming, and it’s not unexpected. The collision will be between my sensibilities and the cultural norms (dare I say: fads) which shape the environment my young children are discovering as they grow up. Having the girls attend a parochial school, a decision which was primarily based on the desire to provide them a learning environment with at least one foot solidly planted in Catho...

Gerry Gillis: Rest in Peace

My uncle Gerry Gillis passed away Saturday, at the age of 80, in Antigonish, Nova Scotia. Gerry was quite a guy. When Joyce and I took Kelly & Leigh to visit Nova Scotia during the summer of 1997, we stayed with Gerry at the family home on Hawthorne Street, where he and his wife Bubby had raised their nine children – the same home where my grandfather had settled with his clan, after leaving Sydney for Antigonish. Gerry and Bubby were the most gracious hosts. While walking downtown from the house after our first night there, Joyce told me tha...