Living to 66 is not that surprising for most Can-American white cismales of (sometimes) middle-income. I Came Out in 1978. Before I turned 25 what we now know as hiv/aids erupted in gay communities across [read more]
un·moored adjective (of a vessel) not or no longer attached to a mooring. “an unmoored barge” (of a person) insecure, confused, or lacking contact with reality. “this freedom can make people feel unmoored” (source) See [read more]
I was recently asked, over on Instagram (@briangryphon), about my stories showing my freshly-made bed tagged with #mentalHealthMonday. Consistently changing my bed linens is an indication that I’m doing well (or at least OK) in [read more]
I’m an Elder, first perhaps by default (“last man standing” as it were). But also because I want need to share my wisdom (or at least experience) to encourage younger generations of my various communities. [read more]
Morna Lusty (nee Glasheen) April 28, 1929 – Feb. 19, 2007 Mom is missed and always loved by her children, Bruce, Karen, Brian and Kathy, lovingly remembered by her grandchildren Christopher, Kennie, TJ, Melissa and [read more]
Despite how often I post and tweet about various annoyances, errors and crimes, my #Gratitude List is actually quite long. Beyond having food in my belly, a roof over my head and multiple families of [read more]
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