Well supplied by Canada

I was absently eating my bowl of crunchy granola one morning when the box on the table in front of me caught my attention. Might sound strange to have a box on my table as a matter of course, but I seem to live among an array of goods and supplies for the various...

While you were out

I was a receptionist in a Calgary office back in the late 70s when we smoked cigarettes at our desks and had drinks at lunch. We used little pink phone message pads back then, where you would record the name and number of the person who called and then put a little...