Crawling under the towering cables of Lion’s Gate Bridge, we’re rolling into Vancouver on the final leg of our return from the Arctic and our welcome is an automotive slap in the face. Traffic is ornery, pushy, and demonstrating the road selfishness we’ve not had to deal with for 10,000 kilometers. Mainly because for a major portion of that distance there was no traffic…
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Vintage 1 – A Work in Progress
Once upon a time, I was an artist. Thanks to my TBI, I seem to be again. There’s a lot that the TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury) has affected negatively, and we can get into that some other time, but the one bright spot is art. As soon as I realized that the primary impact was…
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