Daddy’s Girl
There were only three lines written in the e-mail from one of my best friends. ?Call Lina. Her father had a heart attack. He...
A Conversation Over Lunch
I had liked Dr. Harris from the first moment I met her. Through her sleepy eyes, and weathered face, emanated a kindness and warmth...
Defining Sexuality
I was walking down one of the many suburban streets here in Toronto the other day and I wish I had my camera with...
A Career Clown
I have not been in Toronto for a while now and now that I am back for a few weeks, there have been many...
