While working as a gas-fitters in North Vancouver, Lars and I have an impromptu lunch with Charlton Heston.

Justice is as sure as the sun-rise without any help from us. Otherwise life would be a ragged march to nowhere for all but the depraved.

In which I am saved from serious injury by an ancestral Calabrian grape-vine.

About my first cat, Thermocouple. In time, I learned that cats are not at all like wolves and in fact, they resent the comparison.

Working with a Scotsman at Vancouver Shipyards, I encounter my first kelpie.

Cutting Pipe. Stories of a North Vancouver gas-fitter.