Here’s three coffee related stories for you from a guy who doesn’t even like drinking coffee. *** When I worked at an internet cafe during the summers of University, one of the first things that had to happen each day was that the person who got there first had to…
It’s probably good to get this over with randomly in the book, so that the last chapter can definitely be happy. Hard to write about something like this the moment it happens. At least, for me myself If I must go senile, let me go quietly. I don’t want to…
Same thing as last chapter, but different place. The Atlantic Ocean is very big. Keflavic Airport in Iceland is my favourite airport in the world. Large print everywhere, and bathroom stall doors that go straight to the floor. It was very easy to get around London on the streets. They…
Let’s see how many I can remember. I was down there twice, but we can combine it into one chapter so I don’t risk repeating mmyself. Let’s do it in a bulleted list to keep the mystery of itinerary alive. It was always really cold leaving home to go…
One day in February, my dad and I flew out to the other side of the country so that he could bring back a truck that had belonged to Grandma and Grandpa. They weren’t using it anymore, so we were going to find ways to use it over here instead. …
Let’s see how much of this one I can remember. Mom and Dad had ben planning this cross country road trip and that July it was finaly time to actually go on it together as a family. We took five weeks to pull it off. We took the senic route…
When I was in elementary school, I was selected along with several other visually impaired students to go to Space Camp in Huntsville, Alabama. The common thing amongst us was that we liked space and we were involved with an organization called the Atlantic Provinces Special Education Authority. They work…
Growing up in school, one of the greatest accomplishments one could have during the course of the year was to make it into the Science Fair. The fame. The prestige. You get to miss class all day to do your presentation over and over again as the different grade levels…
I have a fleeting memory from the early 90s before school would have started for me. Often times I would go with Dad on his day to day things. Inevatably we would stop at the Post Office at some point. This building must have been recently rennovated. I’d walk in…
This started to happen shortly after the Mow Hawk incident. I wondered what would happen if my hair just kept growing for a while. My Church friend who fixed my Mow Hawk, gave some advice on how to care for longer hair and I grew it out for a while.…