Peter Turner
While it was well known that Father had been a devoted conservationist all his life—Fish and Game Club, tree planting, fly fisherman—he did not have a clue about the salamandre pourpre—wouldn’t know one if he saw one.
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Gordy was a towering 19-year-old defenceman with the Junior B Chasseurs, of Farnham. Since high school, his manly good looks had caused him to turn down frequent invitations to model sports gear. That being said, he was so protective of his mum (who had raised him alone), and so blushingly shy around girls, that he…
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Charlie arrived in Kingston before supper, so he would have time to prepare for his 8 o’clock meeting next morning. After checking into the Holiday Inn he retired, with his work, to the sports bar he preferred when he was in town. He went to a back table, picking up a stray copy of the…
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For all of his fifty-five years, Howard Laporte was known as “The Walker.” At the age of eight months he’d surprised his mother by walking upright under the kitchen table while she was entertaining at tea. In the early mornings before breakfast, and in the evenings after supper, he would stride along slowly and always…
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It was the worst Christmas Eve ever. The whole family was despondent. Bob, their grandparents’ beautiful big puppy, was gone. Stolen! Right out of the back yard. The freshly fallen snow showed truck tire tracks, and two pairs of boot prints, that went straight to the hole where Bob’s fence had been cut open. The…
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Sandy Martin died last fall at the age of 87. Apart from the last couple of years, he spent his entire life at Elmsmead, the family farm at the top of the hill in Frost Village. After his family, his passions included: Jersey cows, personnel management, music and sugaring. He was born, the sixth of…
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Arsene Bergeron, had inherited the Bergeron’s distinctive single eyebrow across the centre of his forehead, thus his nickname HiBrow.” His father had always been known as “Bigbrow,” his younger brother Alcide, as “Lobrow” and his sister “Alice” as “Nobrow.” Charlie had acted for all of them at one time or another. That was a result…
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My Uncle Lloyd, a retired senator, is a die-hard Canadian Football League (CFL) fan. He attended his first Grey Cup in November 1962, while in his last year at Bishop’s University, and has attended many since. Now, every year, cousin Billy and I, with our wives, are summoned to his cluttered study to watch the…
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