Monthly Archives: August 2017

A Story Unprompted

My father joined the Canadian Forces when he was 19 and served overseas during WWII. This was something he never really talked about with me, even though, as you can imagine, I tried. I was interested in where he’d been and what his experiences were and he was interested in not talking about it. I […]

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B.C. sets sights on $15-an-hour minimum wage, reaffirms commitment to a fair wages commission

Victoria Tuesday, August 15, 2017 2:15 PM The provincial government is making its first move toward a $15-an-hour minimum wage for British Columbia by announcing a 50-cent increase for September and renewing its commitment to a fair wages commission. In making the announcement today, Premier John Horgan said moving over time to a $15 minimum […]

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My story about Joe Rikley

By Bryce Schaufelberger  I met Joe at the corner of 4th and James in Mission about 26 years ago. Joe was just a teenager then. His friends, Micheal Lord and John Lord, introduced me to Joe. The funny thing was when John and I went to the Mac’s store we thought we were going to […]

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My Father’s DNA

I don’t know why I found it so hard to ask, but I did. It took me several weeks, or maybe even months, to make the call. But I did. A little over a year ago I joined a big study done through one of the major hospitals in the city of Toronto. It was […]

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My Father’s Slippers

When I was a boy. An immature boy. I had no idea of what real adult love was like. And I had no idea of how my own cruelty would stay with me, permastamped in my memory. This is a story of the boy I was. And the man that my father was. It was […]

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The Gift

I remember the exact moment that the picture was taken. Joe and I had been visiting my father in the hospital and just before we were leaving, I asked if I could have a picture taken with him. He agreed and that set about the monumental task of moving things around, in a tight space, so […]

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Dad

Photo Description: I am sitting beside my father in his hospital bed. He is holding my hand and we both are smiling. My father died yesterday morning.     I went to visit him when he fell really ill a bit ago. During our visit we had a chance to talk and there was something, […]

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A Moment

I was pushing towards the washroom, rushing, when I saw a young mom with her son. He was looking up at her talking. Then he looked and saw me. He came to a dead stop. His finger went up, pointing directly at me. He called for his mother to look. She looked down and saw […]

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A Boy, A Dragon, And Magic

He was still young enough to be sitting is a car seat. He probably believes in dragons, and fairies and magic. He is the age where the world should be full of wonders, and fun and, unaware of the work of his parents to make it so, safety. But the world isn’t safe. And he […]

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Behind me

The argument happened behind me. I was rolling up a ramp and paused to center myself and push over the door sill. At that moment a couple came out of the building and seeing me pause, the woman asked if I needed help. I said, “No, thanks but I’m good.” She nodded and kept walking […]

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