Traveling is part of my life. Over the last twenty years I have made many 'road trips' through B.C., from Victoria across to Golden and from Prince George down to Penticton. The trips, contrary to public opinion, are long hours of constant work - but the sheer pleasure of meeting so many new people and new situations is undeniably enjoyable. Hotel rooms are always a part of the traveling experience that seem to result in 'stories' - either humorous or horrific! My recent stay

Imagine a huge wave of people, ages 31 to 51 - over one third of the population of B.C. - sweeping across the province's economy. Imagine that they are called, "Baby Boomers". Imagine them all hitting age 65 and wanting to sell their business, their homes and wanting to retire - all at the same time. And imagine them realizing that they will live to age 90 and will be sick or hurt along the way, requiring extra help to recover (extended care, home care, home nursing, etc.). A

Anna is my mother-in-law. She was born in Latvia, a country on the Baltic Sea, 82 years ago. As a young teenager, she was separated from her family when the bridge that linked her school to the road going to her farm, was destroyed by bombs. Having no choice but to leave her family behind, she fled the oncoming armies and eventually escaped into Allied-held Germany. There she met her future husband who would bring her over to Canada. They both worked very hard, built a house

In a modern society, we like to think that knowledge is predominantly spread through higher learning: books, lectures, organized courses and other media. But the fact is that we still learn much of what we need to know by who we know and what we do. Remember how important it was to put something under ‘Experience’ on your job application? That had nothing to do with any of the courses that you took. And who taught you to drive, how to cook, how to run the lawnmower or how to