Not Quite Born in Britain

 Yesterday morning, I reached into my Christmas stocking and out came an old address book. In the inside flyleaf, dated "18/12/19...

This year's Remembrance Day has already faded from memory; over the past three weeks, the poppies disappeared from chests and collars ac...

So it's Hallowe'en and people are dressing up as dead and/or rotting people, so this seems as good a time as any to share some death...

Don't get me wrong.  I love Canada. It's my home. I was born here one year after my mother's arrival  -- and nine months after...