On a recent afternoon, the Bride and I met with my sister, Carol Anne, and our youngest daughter, Hope, at Holy Cross Cemetery, just north of Toronto. We had gathered to remember the second anniversary of the death of my mother, Anne McAvoy.

Francis Campbell: Pandemic recovery of biblical proportions?

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Then, miraculously, everything returned to normal. Or so it would seem.

Francis Campbell: The sickening legacy of residential schools

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We ought to be feeling pretty good about ourselves.

Sarah Twomey: Educators play key role in reconciliation

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I am a fifth-generation Irish descendent from Southern Ontario, and a third-generation teacher.

Francis Campbell: Setting course on road back to normal

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A glimmer of light is now visible at the end of our 15-month-long tunnel of unnatural existence.

Francis Campbell: The doctor is giving good advice. Let’s take it

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In our corner of the country, we fancy ourselves as extremely welcoming and hospitable folk.

Harry McAvoy: Doing battle with the dragons

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Those of us living with serious health concerns know the days can be long. I have always appreciated an expression I heard years ago: The days are long, but the years are short. 

Francis Campbell: Our denials are a daily struggle

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Most of us muddle through life oblivious to the symphony of roosters crowing in the background. 

Francis Campbell: Nova Scotia makes organ donation a priority

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Amid the January inundation of news from south of the border about insurrection, impeachment and inauguration, a significant piece of Nova Scotia legislation took effect with little fanfare.

Harry McAvoy: The importance of a grateful heart

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By my estimation memory loss ended my career 12 years before I was ready or able to retire. Even worse, in the four years since, the doctors haven’t been able to determine what happened or whether my memory will ever improve.