Jon’s friends lived northwest of Owen Snore in a small town called Wiarton at the base of the Bruce Peninsula, the spit of land that forms the southern boundary of Lake Huron’s Georgian Bay. [click to continue…]
It will probably come as a surprise to no one that Jon not only passed his first certification exam but he did so with flying colors scoring some twenty-odd points more than required to go on to the next round of testing. [click to continue…]
If you’ve been following this story from the beginning, that headline may be a bit confusing. Following the 2008 collapse of the economy I began a steady financial decline that resulted in my being tens of thousands of dollars in debt by 2014, not to mention having lost every asset I had, save one. [click to continue…]
September 2015 began on a Tuesday. I started the day by sending out birthday wishes to my former life partner of 20 years, John (with an “h”), with whom I had once shared many happy times and adventures. It was John who prodded me to get a passport so that we might see London on our first vacation together. [click to continue…]
“You’ve been sitting in front of that keyboard for the better part of two days,” the logical portion of my mind, which I refer to as Brain, said walking past me swirling a spoon in a piping hot cup of tea. “You’ve got less than a day to complete the next chapter. What the devil is holding you back?” [click to continue…]
“I don’t think I can take much more of this,” I said to Griselda one hot August evening, a glass of wine before me on the small hightop cocktail table at the edge of my tiny balcony following my return from the Grand Canyon. [click to continue…]
A road trip proved to be exactly the diversion I needed to wrest control of my thought processes away from my obsessively preoccupied brain, Brain, and the time it would take to reach the town of Williams, Arizona provided me with seven-and-a-half exquisite hours of escape. [click to continue…]
If I had known what awaited me after I’d worn off my Toronto Hangover I might have kept drinking.
Oh wait, I did. [click to continue…]
“He’s a very popular guy,” said David, who along with his husband Jason were two of my oldest friends from LA. “He’s got friends all over social media. All I’m saying is take it easy, you might want to be careful. He’s been known to be flaky at times and to have given some people the wrong impression about himself and what his feelings might be.” [click to continue…]
If you’re new to TheStorytellerCafe.com and our on going multigenerational, cross-border love story, we invite you to discover it from the beginning. Or, if you’ve missed a few chapters, here they are in order from the beginning so share some laughs and a few tears with Chuck, Griselda, Brain, and Jonny Bear. [click to continue…]
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