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I'm Only a Canadian Soldier
Submitted by Zura Borden This poem was written by Ruel J. Walters, Upper Kennetcook, of the 26th Canadian Battalion, 1916. He sent it to the Hants Journal from the hospital in England and it was shared by the Truro Weekly News. It was cut from the paper and maintained in a collection by Mrs. Eveline McLearn. I'm only a Canadian Soldier bearing a Private's name but somehow, out in Flanders I have kept it free from shame. I left my home and friends so dear. I left my broth
Angela Sanford
Oct 29, 20252 min read
D-Day Remembered
This wonderful little poem was written by the late Wilhelmina H.J. Juurlink of Milford Station, Hants County, Nova Scotia. It was first printed in the 1998 June edition of the Upshore - Downshore magazine which was loaned to me by Hadley Burns, Truro. I then had it published in one of my books. D – Day Remembered By: the late Wilhelmina H. J. Juurlink, Milford Station On June the sixth, nineteen hundred forty – four It was the beginning of the end of the Second World W
Angela Sanford
Oct 27, 20251 min read
Afraid of the Dark
by Angela Sanford I’ve never liked to admit it, but the dark and I have never really gotten along. It’s not the kind of fear that keeps me up at night or makes me need a night-light — it’s the kind that waits quietly, ready to pounce when I least expect it. Much like my friends and family, who seemed to enjoy causing that fear in the first place. I still remember one fall evening, walking down our driveway on my way to a friend’s house just down the road. On either side
Angela Sanford
Oct 24, 20253 min read
The Silence of the Scenes?: The Silence of the Lambs Film vs. Book
by Raegan Densmore Image By Joshua Dean: https://alternativemovieposters.com/amp/the-silence-of-the-lambs-by-joshua-dean/ Note: Despite this being a horror story, I do not discuss anything horrific or describe any graphic details. In the spirit of the Halloween season, I was compelled to read and watch Thomas Harris’ The Silence of the Lambs. I was inspired to write this by my nonstop blabbering of how I felt about the movie, which I watched almost immediately after finish
Angela Sanford
Oct 22, 20253 min read
Turning Back Time
by Myra Matthews The final straw with Roscoe, my dad, was when Judy Hines Beach and I had the brain wave to set the time back on his precious 80-year-old clock which sat on a shelf high above the kitchen table. You see, the number one rule for us kids was to NEVER touch that old clock. All summer long, Judy and I, who were 12 and 13 at the time, had blasted through every curfew we were given and we had to listen to Roscoe reading us the riot act until he'd had enough
Angela Sanford
Oct 20, 20251 min read
Swinging from the Branches of Time
by Angela Sanford There are places from my past that hold fond memories, memories so dear that my thoughts can easily play back the still frames and short movies that were once live action. I know that one day these special places may exist only within me as the landscape changes and this particular place is on the endangered list. It is not a house or even a building, not a road nor a bank along my favourite beach. It is a tree – a prominent weeping willow. When I firs
Angela Sanford
Oct 17, 20253 min read
A Fitting Farewell - Part Two
by Hattie Dyck Continued From: Barbara Simms, Crowe’s Mills Many years earlier, In the fall of 1973 Barb and Ed rented the main floor apartment of an old house in Debert. This house is said to have been an Inn during World War 11 when Debert was a booming little village. They had a puppy named Boots who would act really strange sometimes. She would start to run into the living room, then stop dead in her tracks, staring up high at the air in the middle of the room. She wou
Angela Sanford
Oct 14, 20253 min read
Diving Into Memories
by Angela Sanford I’m a decent swimmer. I love the water—the feel of waves rolling onto a beach, the sand between my toes, the salt on...
Angela Sanford
Oct 10, 20252 min read
A Fitting Farewell
by Hattie Dyck An excerpt from Potpourri of Folk Lore , published in 2009. From: Barbara Simms, Crowe’s Mills John Ward loved...
Angela Sanford
Oct 6, 20253 min read
Playing the Long Game: Competing with Myself, Not Others
by Angela Sanford When most people hear the word competition, they picture a race—two athletes sprinting neck-and-neck, or opponents...
Angela Sanford
Oct 3, 20252 min read
Memories from Myra
by Myra Matthews Now we all knew Dick was a farmer and lo and behold Marjorie being a new bride took her role very seriously, as the...
Angela Sanford
Oct 1, 20254 min read
Witching - Part Two
by Hattie Dyck Cecil Stevens, Brookfield, who is now 86 years young (2013) witched water for many years. He learned how to do it from...
Angela Sanford
Sep 29, 20253 min read
October Legion Message
Hants North Legion Branch #166 This past month brought us a continuation of droughts, fire bans and surprising garden harvests. Our...
Angela Sanford
Sep 28, 20253 min read
Complaints Without Solutions: Why Feedback Matters More Than We Think
by Angela Sanford Feedback is the foundation of growth. It’s how we learn, improve, and adapt. And yet, I find it curious how...
Angela Sanford
Sep 26, 20252 min read
The Environmental Effect on Reading
by Raegan Densmore A goal that I have had for the last couple of years is to read more. While I have picked up more books than I ever...
Angela Sanford
Sep 24, 20253 min read
Witching - Part One
by Hattie Dyck Witching, divining, or dowsing to find water or metal underground is an ancient custom that works, but there’s no...
Angela Sanford
Sep 22, 20254 min read
White Sails, Full Plates: A Gluten-Free Win
by Angela Sanford As summer winds down and the weather cools, I find myself turning my focus back to good eating habits for the...
Angela Sanford
Sep 21, 20253 min read
Memories from Myra
by Myra Matthews Life Moves on and Marjorie found Love in all the wrong places. One day, out of nowhere, at three o’clock we got the...
Angela Sanford
Sep 17, 20254 min read
Bits and Pieces
by Angela Sanford No Bang, All Brilliance Last week, I came across a post about New Glasgow’s 150th...
Angela Sanford
Sep 14, 20254 min read
The Bedtime Ghost From: Dorothy Ettinger (Truro)
by Hattie Dyck Dorothy was not the least bit surprised when she saw a ghost for the first time. Neither is she surprised when it...
Angela Sanford
Sep 12, 20253 min read
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