POSITIVELY PARKINSON'S

Shafts of sunlight poked holes in the heavy clouds that hung on the horizon. My camera attempted to capture the morning of our last day aboa...

Tucked away in the corner of Deck 9 on Oceania’s “Regatta” is a small, but bright, well-appointed Card Room with mahogany tables and cushion...

Mid-Atlantic. Nothing but ocean in every direction. Entirely alone. Adrift with nothing but the winds and currents providing direction. Imag...

Farid was his name. I knew exactly what to do as he approached us. But I did not do it. His English was only passable, but as with most Arab...

Ever been handcuffed? I never had been either. We had checked in to our modest hotel, Flor Park, right on La Rambla, the most famous stree...

This blog started in August 2009.  As it has grown and evolved, I thought it worthwhile to revisit the first posting.  Remarkably, some 133 ...

Speech given to Parkinson's Society of British Colunbia Conference "Moving Forward" (October 31, 2010) - Part 3 of 3 Parts. ...