Albert Bolter

Remembrance Day: The Twists and Turns of Life… As always, Remembrance Day is a solemn occasion. It’s one of remembering those that paid the ultimate sacrifice having given everything for love of country. Marking the hundredth anniversary of the ending…

Peace by the Marina… Today is Monday, but it feels like Sunday, or more accurately, a Sunday from long ago. Sitting by the marina on this Canadian Thanksgiving, I breathe the autumn air and stare at the boats and tree-colored…

Cycling: A Whole New World Awaits… A few years ago a friend casually asked me if I cycled. Little did I know that this simple question would be the catalyst for something far greater than I expected. You see, I…

Acceptance: The Quest for Relevance… There’s a lot of talk about acceptance and as humans it’s natural we desire it. But what exactly is it? Do we expect acceptance because we happen to exist? Because through some grace of God…

The Dog Days of Summer… Summer breezes, grand walks by water’s edge, long sultry afternoons on patios, and road trips to far away, but not so faraway places, are part and parcel of the dog days of summer. How glorious…

History: The Identity of Life… It never ceases to amaze the lack of knowledge rampant in our modern-day society of noteworthy moments in world history. In addition, the numbing to a person’s ignorance of their own national history. It’s glaring…

Books, Books, and More Books… Books, books, and more books, we live in a world full of books. And let it be said, thank God we live in a world full of books. For what would life be like without…

Never Give-Up… Now I’m not a fanatical soccer fan, but I do enjoy the fever and tension of a good soccer match, particularly when elimination from the World Cup is at hand. It’s the determination (or lack thereof) of the…

Why Write? When asked the question “Why write?” famed American author Joan Didion (1934-Present) rejoined, “I write to discover what I’m thinking.” It’s a succinct answer, but surely there must be more to it than that? After all, there’s no…

Direction: The Alchemy of Destiny… Do you go where the wind blows? Is the current of time your predictor for paths taken? Life is but a finite stream of happenings, throwing us here and there, rocking us from cradle to…