The hallway was long and narrow; concrete block walls separated by a sterile green-tiled floor. Sturdy wooden doors marked grades one through six, and a small office area where the Principal and his secretary were located. Across the hall the janitor’s room, with seating for one, an eraser-cleaning machine, and…

“It is with sad hearts and deep respect that we acknowledge the recent passing of Dr. John Foerster, former Executive Director of St. Boniface Hospital Research, and a veritable pillar in the academic, scientific research, medical and faith communities, both here at home, and internationally.”

I read the subsequent story…

The Milkman.

We had new neighbors. Deb and Mary Anne had moved directly across the street, and it appeared they were in the process of cleaning and upgrading Stan and Jean’s 1960s bungalow. I had introduced myself to Deb only a few days before, but on this day a slightly…

When I was in college I worked as a delivery driver for a Chinese restaurant. On each shift I was allowed one combination meal. I always ordered the one with dry breaded pork, as it was cheaper and I didn’t want to appear to be ordering expensive meals. After 2 years I decided to treat myself to a graduation treat – the more expensive veal. “It’s the same thing” they replied. “When it’s breaded no one can tell”.

Things I learned from my dad:

  1. Be early.
  2. Stay until the job is done.
  3. Your word is your bond.
  4. Never be stuck.
  5. Put the tools back where you found them.
  6. If you don’t know how, ask.
  7. Get to bed at a decent time.
  8. If someone asks you to go for…

Heard something funny at Argy’s today. Young black guy brings in some records to sell, and says to Ray “Got some old R&B and soul records. And some Caucasian ones too”. Ha!

He back-pedalled when I called him on it, but we all laughed at what he said. It reminded…

In this electronic age, it is hard to find an example of something learned from my father that I could pass on to my son. Then this happened; I needed to move a 1200 lb rock across the yard. “You can move the world with a lever” my dad used to say. And so, with the aid of a hydro cross arm and some rocks for fulcrums, we lifted the rock onto some posts and rolled it, Egyptian-style, into place. He would have been proud.

“Never be stuck.”

- Bill Peters Sr.

I wanted so badly to be able to play the drums. I tapped my fingers incessantly on the desk at school to the current song of the day, until I was sent into the hall for being a distraction. I did the same during lunchtimes at home, though I dared…

Me, my dad, his dad, and his dad.

Another Father’s Day has come and gone. It’s been 6 years since dad passed, but he is very much a part of my life and who I am. …

Bill Peters

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