Opinion

I’m writing from the good ship “Hospice.” It is a wonderful place to be. The staff is amazing, the food is great and the smiles never stop coming. And my visitors never stop coming.

Bragg Creek is alive and well. Well, maybe not that well, but it’s getting there. One can only appreciate the flood damage done to that community by seeing it in person. It is simply awful. It simply can’t be imagined.

His final two July 12 tweets read: “What the crap is a Sharknado” and “oh IT’S A SHARK TORNADO.” Perfectly fitting comments for a Gleek. Yet, Cory Monteith died a day later from causes alarmingly unfitting for a charter member of Glee.

Alright, so I was off on my National Hockey League playoff predictions. But my hat goes off to Boston Bruins forward Patrice Bergeron for playing through a broken rib, punctured lung and more.

Here is a fine example of relatively new residents to the Cochrane area that have consistently kept Cochrane’s history alive and actively got involved in the community.

As I said last week — and I know you hang on every word — I was in the hospital for a week recently, but that’s not the story. Bottom line, I went for a surgical procedure to determine if I had cancer inside me.

Competence, confidence, integrity, mindfulness and compassion were at the heart of a fascinating coffee conversation on success I was part of this week with three motivation consultants and a railway engineer.

Sometimes it takes a natural disaster to put things in perspective. Here in Cochrane, the community was lucky.

One of my miniature horses, Milo, and I recently went to a driving competition — it was our first trip away from home to a competition site where there was no stabling or nearby accommodation.

As enjoyable as it is to write a column, it can sometimes be a difficult task, especially during trying times such as these, with the recent floods devastating much of our area and the loss of two who were close to the Cochrane Eagle, Billy Powers an