The Myth of Sisyphus
My first and last days as a postie and some of the folks who helped me to cross and celebrate the finish. Busting the myth of invisibility.
A place to walk with trees
My first and last days as a postie and some of the folks who helped me to cross and celebrate the finish. Busting the myth of invisibility.
Peering through the fog of evolution at some of the characters we might encounter.
A brush with my fey inner-Celt while looking over a four leaf clover.
My mid-life crisis is shot down before it has a chance to blossom into full flower.
How I learned to bridge the inter-generational empathy gap between co-workers in a variety of employment scenarios using Bobcat Logic.
Two kinds of snow, two kinds of teachers, chips, giggles and two kinds of spanakopita with the aim of opening the third sphincter.
Welfare Wednesdays on a 1980s Vancouver East Side postal route.
Guru Gobind Singh meets Joseph Smith on a Vancouver sidewalk, who then meets the Lynn Valley Buddha. Story by Michael Hawes.
World Cup Fever, drive-by shootings and an epic East Vancouver corner kick.
We are all students and teachers by turns. Of mice and men, dollars and sins, winners who lose and losers who win.
After my first year delivering mail, I decided that it was my turn to bring in some treats.
The Hand at work, reconciling my unnecessary guilt using mountains, mailmen and Marines.
How I was able to honour my father long after his death for deeds he accomplished long before I was born.