2 Parties and a Funeral: Happy Birthday/ RIP Ginny Kane
The plan seemed simple enough: to organize a birthday party for a hundred year-old woman at the farm…
There Goes That Idea
Been a while, got a lot to share. But first, I have to correct myself on something I wrote back in A…
Sweet Note From a Fellow Chemo Patient
Compared to the often funerial atmosphere of most chemo rooms, my last treatment felt like being at …
Chemotherapy is Not as Bad as I Expected
“You’re really looking good,” Billy raved as we huffed and puffed uphill on Heather Street after a w…
How a Wine Epiphany Showed Me Wine is Not Just For Rich People
Epiphany bottles are just that. Epiphanies. Every serious wine lover has one locked away in his or h…
Shooting Covers for Wine Spectator
Back in the early 1990’s I shot covers for Wine Spectator. The relationship started just as I …
Baby Magic is Real, and It’s a Pain Reliever
If you’ve never experienced baby magic, or scoffed at the idea, I’m here to tell you the effect is r…
I Can’t Believe I Have Stage Four Cancer
I can’t believe I have stage four cancer. I just can’t believe I have stage four cancer. I really ca…
Bill and I Get Hitched – Kinda
After four years of dating Bill, and living with him for two, I got the itch to get hitched. I start…
Good Morning, Cancer, Sit Down
“Good morning! You have Stage Four colon cancer. Have a nice day!” Well, that wasn’t exactly how I w…
A Brief History of the Kanes and Watsons
My mom, Mary Virginia (Ginny) Watson and my dad, Robert (Bob) Leo Kane were both raised in Michigan.…
Life as an Air Force Brat
I was born in Tripoli. Libya. The Mediterranean port city in North Africa. You know the song, “From …
A Cat Named Ella Fitzgerald
When a mouse ran across the floor of our new Vancouver apartment we said, we have got to get ourselv…
Santa Flies Space Available
One thing I learned as a child was that Santa also travels on airplanes. I found this out when I was…