On the morning of the 26th, we had a battalion parade and were addressed by General de Lisle, G.O.C. of our 29th Division. He said he was pleased to have the honour of addressing us as a battalion for the first time, on the eve of what was going to be the greatest battle in the history of the world.By JOHN DEMONT
I’m a dual citizen of Canada and the United States and spend roughly half my time in each country. As such, I’m appalled at the possibility of Stephen Harper becoming prime minister (“Our next prime minister?” Cover, June 14). He and the new Conservatives constitute a frightening parallel to George W. Bush and the Republicans.
A FEW WEEKS AGO, I was in Normandy. The memories linger. We’re famous for always asking: “What is a Canadian?” We usually fail to agree on an answer. When you go to Normandy, to small towns like St-Aubin-surMer, Courseulles-sur-Mer, or Bernières-surMer, no one has that problem.
JOHN STANTON is spreading the word. “You need to think of exercise as a celebration of good health,” the president of the Running Room retail chain tells a group of 60 novice runners at one of his stores in St. Albert, 10 km north of Edmonton. “And it all begins with getting your butt out the door.”By BRIAN BERGMAN
JIM HARRIS, 59, ORIENTS HIMSELF by looking at the empty shell of what was the junior ranks club of the late, lamented Canadian Forces Base Chilliwack, in B.C.’s lush Fraser Valley. His barracks were here, he says, striding across a mangy patch of lawn to the spot where his bunk would have been.
CAVAFY WROTE those words in 1911. I first read them 20 years ago. My father lived them. I remember the day he took a frayed piece of paper from his old, discoloured wallet and asked me to read it to him. I read the words in Greek, and at the time I was in my I-don’twant-to-be-Greek-I-am-Canadian phase.
IN 1969, the same year the Americans took their first step on the moon, Canadians were trying their best to explore their inner space. In a report examining the bilingual nature of Canada, the Royal Commission on Bilingualism and Biculturalism envisioned that someday, Canadians would be able to speak both French and English from St. John’s to Vancouver.By FRANCIS CHALIFOUR
IN MY WRITINGS ON CANADA, I’ve generally avoided referring to names and personalities as much as possible. The thing about Canada is that the moment you mention a name—any name—you begin to divide the country’s citizens. We’re a cranky lot that way.
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