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Misfits and Inglorious Bastards

I went back to my past a few weeks ago–and discovered they were tearing It down. The past had been safely housed for over forty years inside the old gray stone monolith that was the Windsor Star on the corner of

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Standing In Airports, Holding A Book, Listening To Stories

This week a reader of The Sanibel Sunset Detective novels e-mailed me several questions, ending with this one: “Why does a man with ten published books to his credit spend his time hawking a handful of them in an airport?”

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Je Suis Québécois (Except I Am Being Held Prisoner In Milton, Ontario)

When my wife and I moved to Montreal, the Separatist government of Bernard Landry was in power. I never felt so Canadian. Living in Quebec, you are not exposed nearly so much to the incessant barrage of American culture most English

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