Because it's my anniversary today, I thought I'd reach into the vault for a picture from that afternoon eight years ago. This picture was taken in the room at Old City Hall we waited in prior to being wed. I'll post another picture tonight of us in front of the
I was a Cub Scout. As a kid I would cross the street to the United Church to attend Beavers and then Cubs. One of my fondest memory of being a Cub Scout was the summer we attended Camp Oba-Sa Teeka for a weekend. It was 1983 and I was
I only introduced this feature yesterday, but the feedback was so positive I've decided to delve into the vault once more. As a kid I played T-Ball. Where I played ball, you played T-Ball before "graduating" to softball. The thing about T-Ball was there wasn't three outs to an inning.
I was organizing some old pictures I have lying around when I came across this one of Ryan and I as kids. I like this picture because I'm such a young tyke in my Blue Jays shirt and looking at an even younger Ryan I see a lot of my
I stumbled across The Champ this morning. The Champ is a radio bit I used to listen to every morning before jetting off to high school. It was part of Brother Jake Edward's Q Morning Zoo on Q107 for years. It's back. Q107 plays The Champ at approximately 7:45
I used to have three imaginary friends. They were named Honour, Grrr and Lion and I had no clue they were anything but real. I spent hours with them as a young child. Apparently this is quite normal and even healthy. It's part of a child's imagination that is just
The Raptors have won two in a row since the big trade. The Raptors showed an exciting offensively flare in both victories, something that's been sorely missing in these parts the past couple of seasons. From what I've read this is due in no small part to the presence of
I was a pretty big fan of the WWF back in the early to mid 80s. I know it's now called the WWE, but when I was a fan, it was the WWF. I was the perfect age for that type of theatrics. I remember watching my heroes battle it
As a child, I idolized Wayne Gretzky. I would read and reread a paperback copy of The Great Gretzky by Terry Jones that I got from a sale at a Toronto Public Library back in 1982. I know this is where I got the book because I'm looking at it
My mother recently asked me why it takes so much for my brothers and I to get excited about something. I paused to ponder the question and realized that men in their 20s and early 30s rarely appear particularly jovial. Immediately I thought of Bart and Lisa's response to a
