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“Do not be afraid! For behold, I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people: Today the Oyen Echo has met its saviour. She is Kate Winquist. Hallelujah!”
Christmas is always an exciting time for little kids, and growing up, we were certainly no different. The yuletide joy and anticipation in our family leading up to Christmas morning…
The word of the year, as voted on by the Oxford English Dictionary, is rage-bait: “combining the words rage, meaning a violent outburst of anger, and bait, an attractive morsel of food.
A grandpa sat back in his recliner on New Year’s Day and said to his little grandson, “I remember last year like it was yesterday!”
Late last month, Prime Minister Mark Carney signed a “Memorandum of Understanding” (“MOU”) with the Government of Alberta.
I had a column all ready for this week, but it was a little too negative and opinionated for my taste. After all, this should be a happy, joyous time of year, right?
One of the greatest gifts I inherited from my mom is music. From the very beginning, its universal language, its rhythms and rhymes, permeated my bones.
A youngster asked his grandpa, “After 65 years you still call Grandma sweetheart. What’s your secret?” His grandpa replied, “I forgot her real name five years ago, and now I’m too scared to ask.”
It’s not often that a seasoned politician deviates from their carefully crafted talking points and says something that sounds authentic.
I usually use this column to talk sports—football, baseball, maybe the odd hockey mention—but there’s something bigger than sports that’s been a constant in my life: music.
Last Christmas, I sent out a story for publication in this newspaper titled “The Sears Christmas Wishbook,” describing the joy that the Wishbook catalogue brought to the nation…
Advent holds a special place for me. And it’s not just about counting the days ‘til Santa comes, or opening the cute little cardboard calendar and pilfering the chocolates…
The holiday season is upon us once again. One season ends and a new one begins. Ready or not, here it comes! Christmas can bring about strong emotions when we are in the process of grief.
One Christmas light asked another Christmas light, “Are you working this Christmas?” The light replied, “On and off.”
Since you elected me as your Member of Parliament, my mission has been clear: provide national leadership on local issues that affect Battle River—Crowfoot.
I always feel a little melancholy at this time of year. I could blame it on the colder weather, I suppose, but the truth is simpler: I find myself dreaming of a White Christmas…
Lately, America’s cultural heroes are bumping up the “greatest ever” language about itself. Apparently the whole world, not just America, is blessed by its national documents and decisions.
We’re in the Christmas season when Santa letters are being sent off to the North Pole. Here’s a sample: “Dear Santa. All I want is a fat bank account and a skinny body.
Universal access to publicly-funded healthcare is a source of national pride and a social policy that Canadians are willing to go to great lengths to defend.
Did you hear the Saskatchewan Roughriders finally won their fifth Grey Cup? If not, congratulations on living under a rock…
There’s an old saying from the early days of newspapers: “Lies make it halfway around the world before the truth even gets out of bed.”
