My Family’s Early Years on Video

Little Danny (1952)

In 2001, several months after my dad’s passing, I had a VHS tape made up of the many super 8 mm film reels that my parents took of our family during the 1956-64 era. Yesterday, I had the tape converted to a digital file, and I am watching the video as I write this short… Continue reading My Family’s Early Years on Video

A Memory Scan

You probably wonder where I have been for the past few weeks and what I have been doing. Answer:  Scanning hundreds of photographs from albums. Recently, I purchased a new printer/scanner, and I am sorting and then scanning each of the photos – one by one, to create a digital library of photos (by category).… Continue reading A Memory Scan

UFOs, UAPs, and Heat

Photo by Norm Colon

If you have been following the recent media coverage of the reported sightings of unidentified flying objects (UFOs), you are probably puzzled by how widespread the reports are.  There were even reported sightings in Oshawa, Ontario and Bedford, Nova Scotia! Although I have not researched the topic, I do have several observations on the subject.… Continue reading UFOs, UAPs, and Heat

A Musical Interlude

Regular readers of this blog know how much I love music – and the love affair keeps growing!  And due to yesterday’s rainy weather – I decided to watch a documentary about one of my favorite bands of all time – The Band. Their songs are all classics to baby boomers – and several of… Continue reading A Musical Interlude

One more sleep…

Danny (Sept 1967)

I was watching a television special on Marvin Gaye.  In the ’60s, he was my favorite singer.  It seemed every singer I liked in those days died too young.  Favorites included Marvin Gaye, Janis Joplin, Jim Croce, Jimi Hendrix, Patsy Cline, Sam Cooke, Jim Morrison, Bobby Darin, and Cass Elliott. I used to think that… Continue reading One more sleep…

Four Versions

I have always loved music. I like most genres, except for opera – which I don’t understand.  Obviously, the artists are exceptionally talented, but I don’t enjoy that type of music. And learning the words to my favorite songs is something that I’ve always done, ever since first listening to music on a $6 transistor… Continue reading Four Versions

A Beaver Tale

Growing up in the ‘50s and ‘60s was a difficult period for me, but not because I grew up in Canada – the land of the Beaver. I have always loved being Canadian, but not always in love with living here. There were many times, as a teenager, I wished that I lived in the… Continue reading A Beaver Tale

Empty Sidewalks on Tobacco Road

Home where Danny was born and raised

This is a continuation of a previously published story that I wrote in 2012.  Please read The Summer of ’66 before reading this story; otherwise, it won’t make much sense.  Thanks! ~ Hugs, Danny The road to Tobacco Road had sidewalks, but there were none on Vittoria Road – or at least, none on the… Continue reading Empty Sidewalks on Tobacco Road

A Coffee Break

I have always loved waking up to the smell of freshly-brewed coffee in the morning. And there is always an energy boost from the caffeine to kick start my day. It leaves me with the feeling that an extraordinary person has just hugged me – and that makes me smile because I know it is… Continue reading A Coffee Break

Musical Fruit

Home where Danny was born and raised

Beans, beans, the musical fruit, the more you eat, the more you toot, the more you toot, the better you feel, so, eat your beans at every meal!  That was a poem that every kid learned as a rite of passage.  Actually, I’m referring to boys, not girls. Passing gas, passing wind, and tooting are… Continue reading Musical Fruit