Monthly Archives: May 2013

Back To School–Without My Turtleneck

I hated high school. All the more ironic, then, to find myself, nearly fifty years after I had successfully made my escape, back inside the Gulag of my youth. The Brockville Collegiate Institute (BCI, as we called it) celebrated its one hundred and twenty-fifth

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The Ghosts At Their Underwoods

The ghosts are always at their Underwoods now, and I seem to be walking around with a constantly heavy heart in memory of them. Last week, Greg Quill, old neighbour, friend, Star colleague, and erstwhile screenwriting partner made his exit.

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And Then Ann-Margret Kissed Me…

I have known many publicists over the years, but I have never known a publicist like Prudence Emery. Wild, wildly lovable, highly intelligent, no-nonsense, a combination gypsy, therapist, drinking buddy, and den mother, I covered more movies with Pru than

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