Monthly Archives: November 2011

Apple of my Eye

–       Work is the curse of the drinking class. Says Dad when I tell him about my serving shifts at a couple local diners. Born in 1930, Dad’s first job was taking over his brother Tommy’s paper route in Prince … Continue reading

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Dahlia Divine

–       Thank you for calling. Says Dad as he hangs up the phone. –       My friend Burl is dead. He tells me as I make us tea. Burl was one of my favourite faces down at St Stephen’s. He had … Continue reading

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