As a nine-year-old immigrant to Canada, I wanted to become as Canadian as possible, as quickly as possible. It started with hockey. I learned to skate on the outdoor rink down the street, and joined organized hockey at the age of ten. I was huge for my age and my lack of skating ability meantContinue reading “Hockey”
A collection of musings from 32 years in journalism and other random stuff
As the Crowe flies 