Not sure if I mentioned this one in my sayings post, but this was a common question back home, essentially asking who your parents are. Well the sarcastic portion of me was likely to respond, I longs to me mudder bye! My mother, like a lot of Newfoundland mothers was …

Yesterday’s post reminded me of berries and the many different kinds we had growing up back home.  One of the lesser known, were what we, at least, called magna berries.  I’ve mentioned them to others over the years, but I don’t recall most having a different or in fact any …

Watching the world junior hockey championships on TV, I think back to the shortest phone conversation I ever heard. It was when the gang I hung around with were trying to organize a hockey game in on Elliott’s Cove Pond.  I remember Derek Smith calling David Quinton and the conversation …