Author Archives: blakedes

This place is no longer the city where I grew up. We’re going back to the 1960s, when the population stood at half a million. Today it’s five times that. The neighbourhoods of my youth have been decimated. None of … Continue reading →

Even at four years of age I never understood it. The whole story around Jesus and all. My eye rolling reaction to Christian mythology aggravated the physically uncomfortable act of attending church.That’s aside from its being dreadfully boring. My mother … Continue reading →