Pat Blythe – Women & Songs Redux….catching up…..and music

I am currently spending some time with my mom…..trolling the local dollar stores for stuff neither of us needs, but enjoying the time out. The promised rain never appeared, which was probably a good thing as the air was already thick enough. We sat out on the front porch with a cup of tea and watched the fireflies the other night. It’s rather lazy days when I come to visit, although this week is a little busier with scheduled interviews for the series I’m working on. I’m also catching up with a few mutual friends of Greg Simpson’s and mine.

JAIMIE VERNON – MY SUMMER HOLIDAY 1975: Part 3

When last we left our intrepid 12 year-old he was leaving the confines of his home Province for the first time ever with his Grandmother Vernon in her 1972 Skylark; excited and inspired to see what was beyond the moon-like terrain of Ontario on the historic Trans-Canada Highway.

JAIMIE VERNON – MY GLACIER WAS GONE

There is an old adage that says that you can’t go home again. It has a double meaning – not only can’t you relive the past but in many cases the places where the events in your past actually happened are no longer there.