Me, Mark & the White Robin

A few days ago while on my midday walk with the dogs, when I was on the 1700 block of 15th Street South, I saw what looked like an albino robin. Can't be, I thought to myself. I took a double take and watched the bird and several robins fly down from the branch he … Continue reading Me, Mark & the White Robin

My Olympic Circle

Every couple of years, when the Olympics roll around, and especially every four when they’re the Winter Games, I think about what I learned as a broke college student in 1988. Turns out the Olympic spirit isn’t so much about amazing achievements and grand triumphs, but about everyday kindness and a cup of coffee over a hot breakfast. Here’s my Olympic story: To Calgary and back, and my signature Olympic moment came in Circle, Mont....