All I can fee l is gratitude . . . and love. Twelve years ago, our youngest daughter was a Junior in High School. She was a promisin...

Turtle Mountain - After the tragedy Not far from Calgary, Alberta, and just east of the Crowsnest Pass, lies the small, bustling t...

Happily Ever After Mom and Dad had been happily married for nearly 40 years when she was stricken with Parkinson’s disease. Slowly, he...

Daddy was just telling me about his favourite game as a child. Run, Sheep. Run. He explained that a group of kids would divide into tw...

Ha! Parked. Driving is important. At least when you live on a ranch a million miles from anywhere. And it happened early. D...

I’ve used many, many recipes in my life. Starting with simple: crackers and cheese. And, believe me, you have to get that one just rig...

Call me! My Dad is the last surviving member of a family of thirteen, the youngest of eleven children. This week, he has been remi...

You'd better be thankful for that! Just sayin . . . Suppertime at the Stringam Ranch. Wonderful food. Great company. The bes...

My Dad loved to read the newspaper a t the breakfast table, after we had finished eating. Let me rephrase that. My Dad loved to...

Quick - pick out the cool kids . . . At the bottom of the hill, at the edge of the playground, halfway between the element...

Ready to go. Pictured L to R: Anita, Blair, Dad, George, Jerry, Missing: Mom, Chris, Diane and the potty. Traffic has slowed...

Milk River. Looking west . . . My home town of Milk River, Alberta is a small place just north of the Canada/US border. Tucked into th...

Ready to ride! The Stringam ranch raised cattle. Polled Herefords. At the time, there was only one piece of equipment suited to wo...