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Tales From the Tour: Old Girl Friends, Movie Moguls, Sad Stories, and a Blind Raccoon

 If I’ve learned anything the past couple of months it is this: Do not do a book signing with a blind raccoon. Trouper is the raccoon in question. Kyle Miller has written a children’s book devoted to Trouper’s adventures. She

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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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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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James Bond Saved My (Sex) Life

I know exactly what made James Bond so popular when I was a kid fifty years ago. Sex. James Bond was not just the world’s most famous secret agent. He was also the first sexual superhero (the only one, come to think

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Please Don’t Tell My Mother I’m A Newspaperman. She Thinks I’m A Piano Player In A Whore House

As soon as the curtain rose for the Shaw Festival production of His Girl Friday on a recent Saturday afternoon, I was transported back to the newsrooms of my wildly misspent youth. The design of the newsroom in this funny, inventive re-imagining

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The Brockville Boys

The Brockville Boys, from left: Gord Johnston, Dave Cody, Ron Base, Calvin Prescott.   The old home town is just not the same. The apartment where my brother and I lived above the Bank of Commerce at 98 King St.,

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