Archive for Robert Segarini

Peter Self Isolates and Shares His Thoughts

Posted in life, music, Opinion, politics, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 26, 2020 by segarini
I am sitting on my battered black Ikea couch, writing this week’s column a). Like so many of you, I am self isolating, driving the Cat nuts, but doing the right thing, at least in my mind. Very few people have any idea just how far this will go, but the ramifications are truly alarming, and only a complete fool would publicly voice their prediction (looking towards Washington D. C., I sadly shake my head.)

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Hot and Cold Running Peter

Posted in life, Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 19, 2020 by segarini

This week I am going to write about more of my athletic endeavours from the dim and distant past, from the last millennium, from when my tummy was flat and my hair was brown and curly, from when ….

I have described what a life changing experience it was for me to go to high school. While my parents had been, and continued to be, liberal, my separate school environment had been pretty restrictive. Now, however, surrounded by people who thought differently from me, I began to push to expand my horizons and grow my world. So I decided that I would try out for organized extramural sports. I looked at the football team, but decided that my 136 pounds of lean, sinewy adolescent would probably not survive too many tackles.

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Peter and the T-Ball Tutorial

Posted in Family, life, Opinion with tags , , , , , , , , , , on March 12, 2020 by segarini

Last week I outlined some of my exploits on the baseball diamond, in Orillia, in my youth. This week, I take you behind the bench as you are made privy to the secret life….of a T-Ball coach!

My daughter wanted to play T-Ball and, as a result, I took her to register. As I said last week, operations like this rely on so many volunteers. (I had no idea how intimately I was to become acquainted with that concept.) I paid the fee and the registrar looked at me and said “You know, Mister Montreuil we are always in need of coaches.” The fact that he pronounced my surname correctly should have warned me. I nodded a) and the registrar smiled up at me from behind his table.

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Batter! Batter! Batter!

Posted in life, Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 5, 2020 by segarini

 

Editor’s Note – (I give up.

Been trying to add pictures and media all day to no avail We will have to be satisfied with Peter’s words and story. My apologies).

In a recent column, I mentioned that I could not play minor hockey because I didn’t want to burden my parents with needing to keep buying me new equipment as I grew into the incredibly studly man whom I eventually became a). I accepted that as the price of being in a large family. Let me reiterate that growing up, I got everything that I needed and a lot of what I wanted. Anyway, back to sports. There was an alternative available to me, however. I had a baseball glove and running shoes, I could enrol in the Legion Minor Baseball Program. They would even provide a uniform!

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Peter – 1976: Year of the Pinto

Posted in life, Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , on January 30, 2020 by segarini

1976 was a watershed year for me in many ways. I got married, started my career with the federal government…..and I got my driver’s licence. My girlfriend/fiancĂ©e/wife had a baby blue 1972 Ford Pinto hatchback which she called “Bebe Car”. It was a reliable mode of transportation and carried us to many places safely.

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Peter, The Stick, and a Can of Paint

Posted in life, Opinion with tags , , , , , , , , , , on January 23, 2020 by segarini
Many of my friends and classmates played organized hockey growing up. While I was happy for them, I somehow just knew that I wouldn’t be able to do so myself, as it would be unfair of me to expect Mum and Dad to buy me hockey equipment every couple of years as I grew. I accepted it as one of the “hazards” of being a member of a large family. Anyway, I got everything that I really needed at home, I was fed, sheltered, clothed, supported and most importantly, loved!

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Peter and the Heel, the Shoe, and the Sock

Posted in life, Opinion, Review with tags , , , , on January 16, 2020 by segarini

Well, between the glacial pace of my computer startup and a bad case of late onset writer’s block, this will be an interesting column.

I am not going to write about what I was going to write about, which is my office. No, today I am going to write about one part of the health care system in Ontario, to give praise to an unsung group of people.

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