THIS WORLD of OURS By Bob Harwood Scorecard On Climate Change   The recent G8 Summit in Italy made but tiny steps toward setting the stage for December when world leaders gather in Copenhagen under UN auspices to draft a successor agreement to the Kyoto Protocol on climate change. G8 Progress: Nay-sayers on the reality […]

Welcome to Mexico!  By Victoria Schmidt Missing Mary   I miss Mary. Some say she died of a heart attack, someone else said it was complications from diabetes. Whatever took her from our midst, stole away a joyful and generous spirit. Mary sold jewelry. She could be found at most all the “hangouts” of the

Joyful Musings By Joy Birnbach Dunstan, MA, LPC, MAC The Magic of Friendship   A friend recently gave me a gift I proudly display on my desk. It is a plaque saying, “A good friend would bail you out of jail, but a true friend would be sitting next to you saying, ‘That was awesome!’”

OF FAITH AND FABLES By Bob Haynes When On Board The Ship Of Faith   Rev. Carl Palmer told the story of an elderly couple who were celebrating their 50th Wedding Anniversary on board a Cruise Ship to Alaska. They had talked about taking such a trip for many years but financially just couldn’t make

UNCOMMON COMMON SENSE By Bill Frayer Slow Down, Calm Down and…Think   As we were watching television the other evening, we saw an advertisement for the umpteenth time featuring a very stricken-looking middle-aged woman talking about a young boy in Africa whose mother had died, leaving him to take care of his three younger brothers,

BRIDGE BY THE LAKE By Ken Masson   Ken Masson has been playing, teaching and writing about bridge for 35 years. Originally from Dublin, Ireland, Ken has been living in Toronto since 1967. He and his wife and bridge partner, Rosemarie, are now in their third year wintering in Lakeside. The bidding on this hand

Editor’s Page By Alejandro Grattan-Dominguez Gossip-Mongering   William Shakespeare said it best (as he did almost everything!) some 400 years ago, when he put something like the following words into one of his immortal plays: “He who steals my purse steals nothing. ’Twas mine, ’tis his, has served a thousand masters. But he who filches