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Mom’s beliefs were sometimes a bit, well…

By Shirley Farthing – Saskatoon, Sask. As a child, I thought my mother was the most knowledgeable person in the whole wide world. She knew the answers to all my questions like, “why is the sky [continue...]

To bee or not to bee was the question on a hot August day!

By Ernie Reimer – Fort St. John, B.C. I was hobby farmer, sure. An apiarist? No way. I tried to be though and it almost cost me dearly. Somehow, we, as supposedly superior beings, have never [continue...]

Christmas memories of a school long gone

By P. Gail Harrod – Ottawa, Ont. In the late 1940s, Wetmore School in Regina was a large, well-built school spread over an [continue...]

I couldn’t even remember being so dirty

By Bonnie Patterson – Owen Sound, Ont. My parents, Hilmer and Minnie Darroch, farmed two miles west of Mount Forest, Ontario. Early in [continue...]

Mother’s deck possessed a special touch of warmth

By Bonnie Baxter – Thunder Bay, Ont. It was more than just a mere bundle of boards fastened together to form a wooden patio. Our [continue...]

We went by way of closed-in sleigh

By Gladys McCarthy – Tisdale, Sask. I really enjoy The Senior Paper! Many of the stories remind me of life as it was years ago. One [continue...]

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