In 1976, my family moved from Dartmouth, back to my father's boyhood home of West Bay, Cape Breton. I was seven year old and I only remember a turn off in the road with a sign saying Amherst, and the other pointed to Cape Breton. Soon after our move, my uncle Ainslie MacKay, sold his... Continue Reading →
Wanderlust; A New Brunswick journey
During my re-entry from my African Trip, every day was a battle to fend off the explainable by-product that seeped from my bones into my flesh. I had wanderlust. The powerful addiction to migrate, take flight, roam. I was short on cash and rapidly weakening to it's force. With paper and calculator in hand, I... Continue Reading →
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