THE SHEPHERD
It’s Christmas Eve and though just early evening, the dim light of winter is long receded, replaced by the orange vapour darkness of an urban night. Outside my house a Canadian hibernal front descends
FOR GOD AND COUNTRY
No one has ever accused me of being a religious man. Not in the last four decades anyway. Perhaps it was all those years as an altar boy trudging to church through ice pellets and snow squalls at 5 AM …
BE AN AIRMAN
In 1941, young airmen-in-training enrolled in the British Commonwealth Air Training Plan were thousands of miles and months away from the hardships, deprivations and mortal dangers of the aerial battlefront. …
LUNCH AT THE EAGLE
There are places in this world that are imbued with a spiritual power beyond their utility. Most are grand. Westminster Abbey for instance contains the…
PERMANENT INK — The Art, the Pain and the Glory of the Aviation Tattoo
Let’s be perfectly honest here. I am a 67-year-old man, paunchy around the edges, with an ever-expanding universe of liver spots, fading in self-esteem and I come …
THE ASHRAM– Meditating on Jet Fuel and Decibels
For some, the noise of thundering airliners, roaring thrust reversers, and shrieking jets are anathema. For others, these sounds are a way of seeking inner peace…
HEART AS BIG AS AN EMPIRE
If one spends any amount of time researching the stories, memoirs, photo albums, service records, operational record books, logbooks and sound recordings of men and women engaged in the services during the Second World War, one begins to detect…
MY CHILDHOOD OBSESSION
To this day, I cannot stand the glutinous, faux-fruit taste and slippery lack of texture of Jell-O desserts. There was a time many years ago though when I just couldn’t get enough of the stuff…
AVRO WHAT?
The name, sight and sound of the powerful, piscine and stingray-like Avro Vulcan, after all these years, still generates a thrill in my gut that starts somewhere down low below the belt and rises up to fill the heart. The chest-pounding concussion…