Almost 52,000 people have died of Covid-19 in Canada to date that we know of. Most of them have been older people and those with existing health problems. Younger and middle-aged people have also died, but in general most who were vaccinated did not end up in a hospital or succumb to this terrible virus.
The crowd roared and the foot stomping shook the arena to its foundations as the puck neared the net. The goalie stood on his head, displaying gymnastic skills that any contortionist would envy. Despite his efforts, the puck blasted past him at high speed – and exited straight through the net.
I recently underwent a colonoscopy. This is a procedure in which a doctor uses a colonoscope – a long, flexible tube with a miniature video camera on the end – to examine the inside of your anus and colon.
by Will Nicholls Most people would be leery of finding helpful New Yorkers. It is often seen as a place of grumpy insular residents where everyone is out for themselves and at another person’s expense. A recent trip to the Big Apple dispelled this stereotype. No hotel for the three visitors as an old friend I hadn’t seen in over 29 years opened her doors to us to enjoy the city. A friendly move by a long-time resident.
My father does not speak much about his time at La Tuque Residential School. Like many other survivors, he tells short stories and anecdotes. One thing he does recall is how hockey helped him through 10 years of political imprisonment.
I looked towards the moon, watching mankind trek around the surface for the first time back in 1969, semi-live and broadcast around the world. We didn’t have television yet in our tiny town of Fort George, so looking as hard as we could, we saw the bright moon clearly in the middle of the day against a jet blue sky. It was windy here on earth and we wondered how bad the weather was on the moon, but we went on with our lives, unaware that the world was living on a precipice and entering a new era of technology.
As Charles Dickens wrote, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” It’s getting harder to know what the best consists of these days. One could bet it has nothing to do with the obscene profits being raked in by grocery, petroleum, pharmaceutical and electricity corporations, among others. In the past, businesses that profited from wars would be denounced. Why are these guys being spared the shaming?
The voice on the radio drones on with another bingo number. I’m not sure how many numbers have been called or how many are left to call out, when we hear the voice declaring someone had won on the previous number.
I cannot believe I am writing this, but today I tuned into WhiteHouse.org to get an update on the unidentified flying objects shot down by fighter jets in the United States and Canada. White House Press Secretary Karine Jean-Pierre, to my great relief, revealed that “There is no indication of aliens or extra-terrestrial activity with these recent takedowns.”
I got up this morning, a little dry and kind of hot, the furnace gradually heating up the house. After knocking over a few things in the kitchen, I discovered the light wasn’t on and the room was lit up by the sun. Wow, the sun is getting up before me I think aloud, tossing a few more things around. Where’s the coffee when you need it most? Finally, I find the last cache of coffee pods and now the aroma of morning opens my eyelids, and my senses slowly start working again.
