Fool’s Gold

I never felt comfortable within my own skin until thirty, maybe not even then. My childhood dream was simple: survive high school as a closeted gay nerd living in the country, move to Toronto, and cut all ties to my life prior. Having absorbed all the Disney fairy-tales, the basis of my plan was that …

faults & traits & madness

I remember when my cousin came to stay for a week, and on Saturday night we were watching “The Littlest Hobo”.  I had been reading in the StarWeek tv guide magazine that very day that there were several dogs used as the Hobo on any given episode.  When C said “boy, that’s a smart dog”, …


Experiments in faithful Christian formation

The Best Life

Living the best life, one fabulous thing at a time