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Continue reading →: Honouring Corporal Andrew Eykelenboom: A Canadian Combat Medic’s Legacy and the Weight of August 11Almost everyone I know waxes poetic about those drawn-out days of summer—the dog days, when the sun hangs high like some rock god belting out ballads for the people. Sure, it’s got sunsets that bleed like oil paintings and lakes that mimic the sky, mornings can feel like a hug,…
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Continue reading →: Hulk Hogan, Saturday Mornings, and the Last Leg Drop of InnocenceHulk Hogan died today. Seventy-one years young. It’s really not that old when you measure in terms of life. Or, in his case, larger than life. Yes, I am aware of the controversies that arose in later years for Hogan. I am not here to ignore all that — I…
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Continue reading →: Andy Byron, Coldplay, and the Cost of Cheating in Public: A Raw Reflection on Infidelity, Exposure, and AccountabilityAndy Byron got caught cheating on the JumboTron at a Coldplay concert — and somehow tried to blame the band. But this isn’t just a viral moment. It’s a brutal, 4K reminder of what cheating really is: a betrayal, not just a mistake. This is for anyone who’s been cheated…
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Continue reading →: Small-Town Mischief and Teenage Chaos: A 1997 Sleepover StoryThere’s something about being fourteen that makes you feel invincible and profoundly stupid — often at the same time. It’s that awkward age where you’re too old for mindless bike rides with buddies, and still too young for much of anything else. It was the summer of ’97, and the…
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Continue reading →: Paramedic PTSD, Maggots, and Memory: A Gritty Flashback from the StreetsJust took out the trash and nearly lost my breakfast. Not because of the smell — but because of what it reminded me of. A call from my days as a paramedic… maggots, a “robo boot,” and a slow-motion kick I’ll never forget. Some things you don’t leave behind —…
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Continue reading →: 90s Nostalgia: A Tribute to Friendship, Blockbuster Nights, and the Time That Wasn’tStep back into the golden glow of the 1990s in this heartwarming and nostalgic blog post about friendship, growing older, and the illusion of time. Follow two lifelong friends as they reminisce about summer nights, ten-cent candies, satin dresses outside nightclubs, and weekly pilgrimages to Blockbuster. With vivid storytelling and…
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Continue reading →: Why Superman Still Saves Me: A Nostalgic Look at Heroism, Healing, and FatherhoodA raw, emotional reflection on what Superman meant to a child growing up in an abusive home — and how that same cape-wearing hero still resonates today. A story about movies, memory, and the quiet victories of modern fatherhood.
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Continue reading →: Are Modern Movies Really Worse? A Nostalgic ReflectionThey say movies are worse now. Too many reboots, too much CGI, too many safe scripts written by people who’ve never been punched in the heart or kissed in the rain. That’s the refrain. And if you’re over thirty and seen the less glamorous side of life, you’ve probably said…
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Continue reading →: What Does It Mean to Be Handsome? A Reflection on Insecurity, Identity, and the Faces We WearMy mother once told me, “You’re not going to be on the front of any magazine covers, but you could pass in a crowd. That’s about as good as it gets.” Thanks, Mom. I was maybe ten at the time, folded into the uncomfortable embrace of a faux-leather chair in…
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Continue reading →: Facing PTSD: A Medic’s Story of Survival04:30 in the morning; I can hear her screaming. It’s loud. It’s piercing and it’s violent. Sometimes I think the screams are the worst. Other days I might say the smells or the tastes. But right here, right now, cast in the pale hues of a new morning when everyone…






