A few weeks ago, our next-door neighbour had guests staying at her B & B for the long weekend and for three days straight, they sat in...

At one time in my life, I lived in Los Angeles. It seemed like a crazy place for me to end up since I never had any inclination towards...

One day when I was barely two My Father took me to the zoo. Because I was too small to see, He had to lift and carry me. Inside his arms,...

The summer after my first year of theatre school, I was sleeping on the living room floor of my cousin's apartment in Toronto, trying to...

Maybe it's Covid-19, I'm not sure, but lately, I seem gripped by some kind of misanthropic anxiety attack whenever I make a trip to the...

At Vatican City, I overheard two American tourists with distinctly southern dialects discussing the beggars who were asking tourists for...

Last March, when the seriousness of Covid-19 hit home, I found myself wondering when I might be able to travel again. On dark winter days...

Sometimes when I can't sleep at night, instead of counting sheep, I count all the different places I've lived. When I was a kid, the...

A few Christmases ago, when in Paris, I became friends with a homeless gentleman who frequented the corner at the end of my street. He...

I was sitting in a movie theatre waiting to see Inception or Perception or Deception, some movie with a title that sounded similar, when...

My parents had the “talk” with me when I was in grade four. I came home from school one day armed with the knowledge that I knew how...

When I was growing up, my father would often refer to my mother's side of the family as though he were speaking in parenthesis. "Your...

I remember the moment I decided I wanted to be an actress. I was walking across the parking lot of my high school after an undoubtedly...

I was living in New York when one Sunday afternoon in late August, a boyfriend suggested we go and see the newly remastered Texas...

I was 19 years-old the first time I ever said the F-word. I remember it distinctly. I was sitting on the bleachers at the ball park not...

Before I read “Harriet The Spy” I used to carry around a small notebook into which I wrote little tidbits about people I saw on street...

My grandfather, on my Mother's side, immigrated to Canada from Italy in the 1950's. For years I thought I was Italian until one day, my...

I recently listened to hostage negotiator, Chris Voss, talk about dealing with family members during this difficult time of quarantine....

Last week was Valentine’s Day, followed closely in Ontario by Family Day, a statutory holiday started by Dalton McGinty as an election...

My husband works at a five-star hotel and the stories he comes home with are enough fodder for at least several novels and a salacious...