Showing posts from September, 2019

The Adventures of Cardigan

I am a published author of The Adventures of Cardigan.  I wrote this book because I wanted to share my life growing up in the Bush Camps. My friends were animals. This book contains 5 stories of what happened. I hope you will take a look. It is available for sale at Amazon, Chapters/Indigo, Barnes and Noble. Here are a few pages to get an idea of what the books about.

World Suicide Prevention Day

World Suicide Prevention Day I'm sure all of us know someone who has, or tried to commit suicide. I know I have seen it many times, from the time I was 2 until now. While living in the Bush Camps my Dad would take me to the bunk houses while he checked on everyone. Nothing like the shock of seeing someone hanging from the rafters. We would go berry picking and find men with their heads under the exhaust of their cars, blackened and maggots on them. My son had to go through that while in school. Friends he had known since JK were hanging themselves. It had become like an epidemic there were so many. It leaves scars on everyone they knew. It never goes away. Why would anyone even consider it? Depression is a main reason. No one listens or shrugs off what a person is saying. A feeling of hopelessness. There are clues but people have to be willing to see them. A little kindness will go a long way; say hello and talk to them. Let them know you care and are will


I am going to recommend a book by a writer that I got to know because of his book. His name is Ben Cox, writer of "My name is Ben and I am a nurse addict." Heartfelt story. I laughed, cried, so many emotions. His site is: Free Preview “My name is Ben and I need to tell my story. I am not perfect, far from it. I have been pretending to be content with my life for so long that I have forgotten what it feels like to really feel happy. I violated my self- integrity so many times that I lost any self-worth I had. I needed help, needed to talk to someone, anyone. But I couldn't. I would lose everything I had worked so hard for, my marriage, my career, my freedom, everything. I was a respected RN who worked in the isolated town of Inuvik, NT, and was seen as a caring, trusted, reliable, competent nurse and worked in the ER for almost 4 years. I am a loving father of a beautiful little girl and husband to a wonderful woman who I have never been in

Writing a Novel

I decided at 14 I was going to write a novel. My Dad thought that was a great idea and bought me a typewriter. I typed all night for weeks and sure enough, I had a novel.  I didn't have the courage to try to have it published so in the cupboard it went. A month ago my son came to me holding the folder containing what I wrote.  Since I have my children's book published, it's time for me to revise that old story. Who ever thought that old typewriter would actually make my dream of being an Author come true.

I Hate Labor Day

Labor Day is the one day of the year that depresses me and I am sad all day.  I don't know why but it's lonely. I remember as a child being so down everytime it rolled around.  Maybe because school started the next day?  But I am far from my school days and it still feels like I'm at a funeral. My Mom used to wake me up on the first day of school singing, School days, school days Dear old Golden Rule days 'Reading and 'riting and 'rithmetic Taught to the tune of the hick'ry stick You were my queen in calico I was your bashful, barefoot beau And you wrote on my slate, "I Love You, Joe" When we were a couple o' kids I hated that song! But as a parent I thought it necessary to sing it to my son, who in turn hated it as well.