it was so different in the ’70s it was plaid bellbottoms and sideburns it was draft dodging and october crisis it was fresh science and a whole nation beating the soviets in hockey we were so much more than prisons and fighter jets we were clean and polite and happily multicultural we sewed maple leafs […]
nostalgia
barrie me not
“how can a free spirit ever possibly take flight living in a place called BARRIE?” i scream this at my mother who cannot seem to understand why i am packing up my ’75 datsun b210 rustbucket and driving 2,000 miles away to take a job in alberta. my mother isn’t getting it, but my 22-year-old […]