Meditation on Montreal Just a few hours north of Vermont one of the great cities of North America, a feeling of Europe on the Quebecois plateau, glowing with vibrance, at the base of Mount Royal, the St. Laurence flowing past from the Great Lakes to the Atlantic Ocean.
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Remembering Dad
Because my Dad died in 1975 at thirty-three when I was five years old, I never really knew him. I would ask family members and friends for their memories of him and they would recall a promising young architect who liked skiing, wood and canvas canoes, Porsches, airplanes, and classical music. He and my mother… Read more »
