Shades of Black

A Good Neighbour – In Memory of Douglas John Silvester For you, after you die, there is nothing.  A void. A blackness. For the still-living, when you die, you still exist. The memory of who you were lives on. Who you were (a good guy – an ‘A’-hole – a craftsman – an artist) depends on what...

Oh What a Lucky Man He Was

Lorne Alfred Goulet left the Bird River farm at seventeen and enlisted in the Winnipeg Rifles to fight a European war. He fought his way from Normandy to Holland, was shot through the arm, evacuated to a hospital in England, rejoined his regiment, captured a pill box of Germans, won a medal, returned home...