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One of the most distinguished-looking local rural schools still in existence is the one that was called Stone School or SS#7 Morris. It is situated along the bank of the Maitland River on Stone School Road...
Not so long ago, I had a little fun in this column space about living my life five minutes at a time; drawing parallels to The Fast and Furious movies and their motto of living life one quarter-mile at a time...
Consider this your story. Not a metaphor, not a trick of language, but a straightforward declaration. You, right now, in this precise moment, are the subject of what follows.
The photo on the front page of last week's Citizen of the removal of the older water tower from CP Railroad days stirred memories for an oldtimer like me.
'The Citizen' is for all, No one wants this, It's getting hot in here
Over the past few weeks, I have been speaking to a number of people involved in the upcoming Blyth Festival season. There have been wide-eyed young actors on the cusp of their professional careers, as well as some more veteran artists...
Evidently, it's Gary Month. We didn't plan it. We didn't vote on it. It wasn't declared by any official body or mentioned in any press release.
It was sad to hear that there were 173 new cases of measles reported last week in Ontario, bringing the total for this year to almost 800.
Let your mail flow, It is happening again, Turning the lights on
It was one of those "kill two birds with one stone" ideas: take each elementary-aged school student in Huron County, have each one contribute a brick, and the rest would be easy.
The King's Speech, Grinding them down, Who's the Boss?
As the parent now of two young people who are old enough to make their own decisions about the entertainment they choose to consume (and not to consume), it has been interesting to see the quality in some of the shows and what they offer to our...
Very early in our investigation, we suspected cliffs. They had been quiet for too long. No suspicious crumbling. No unsolicited jutting. Just cliffs, existing. That's not normal. That's not journalism.
How quickly time flies (particularly for an old-timer like me). It wasn't until I read a story in one of the farm papers that comes to our mailbox that I realized it was 25 years ago this month that the Walkerton water crisis occurred.
Ever since I put my name forward as part of the Blyth Festival Art Gallery Committee, taking on the secretary position, a conversation among members and associated artists has continued to crop up.
All it took was one bad step. We were on assignment, as usual. The assignment? Cliffs. The angle? Steep. The stakes? Irregular but jagged.
We marked the 80th anniversary of VE Day last week with Holland holding various celebrations to commemorate the liberation of their country by Canadian soldiers.
Protection at all costs, Systemic failure, A historic find
Harmonious co-habitation with the microfauna of one's own yard is not achieved by happenstance. It is designed. This week, The Chaff offers an authoritative guide to the deliberate transformation of itself into stable, seasonal accommodation for ants...
You have to spend money to save money - or so the saying goes. I'm not quite sure on that, actually; rewatched Glengarry Glen Ross recently, so I'm entirely off of my financial investment axis.
Perhaps it was my column last week on the end of World War II or perhaps it's my reading currently of the novel The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah, about the hardships endured by two sisters in war-time France...
Public, Independent; Rising Every Time We Fall; Burning Bridges
Until this week, leadership was widely misunderstood. Canadians thought it was about power, representation or, occasionally, results. But Pierre Poilievre, ever the disruptor, has liberated us from such outdated notions.
It was something of a surprise to me when I realized we would mark the 80th anniversary of the Second World War next week on May 8.