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Michael Atkins

Thirty years of excellence and good fun

Thirty years of excellence and good fun

Every story is different, but the civility and connection to the land and commitment to community has been unbroken.
The arrival of new solitudes marks our country

The arrival of new solitudes marks our country

"The stunning and awe-inspiring majesty of our land can be lost on you if you have never seen it, camped on it, or driven it."
Better to be a dog in a peaceful time

Better to be a dog in a peaceful time

I’ve been thinking about Donald Trump again. Sorry. It is the summer and I should be sailing and riding my bike, pretending to be young. That’s what old people do now.
I would like to go back to the future, please

I would like to go back to the future, please

Some 28 years ago, I became the president of a trade organization called the Area Association of Business Publications in the United States.
Where the only goal is to do good

Where the only goal is to do good

This month my term as chair of the board of governors of Laurentian University is up. It has been an extraordinary experience. Nothing and everything prepares you for this adventure.
On being media today

On being media today

I’ve spent a lifetime consuming and investing in media.
Don’t trust anyone over 30

Don’t trust anyone over 30

For some reason, I thought it was Mick Jagger who coined the phrase “Don’t trust anyone over 30.” It wasn’t him. It was a fellow named Mark Weinberg from Buffalo, NY.
Renewal and reconciliation are possible

Renewal and reconciliation are possible

In the fall of 1972 I arrived in Little Current, Manitoulin Island with an old Volkswagen van (pop-up roof), a motorcycle, a beard, a change of clothes, and a C chord harmonica. I was the new editor of the Manitoulin Expositor.
Sunny times with storm clouds approaching

Sunny times with storm clouds approaching

A new year and a new prime minister. A moment to be thankful for small mercies.
Live local or die

Live local or die

Admittedly, the headline is a fairly cheesy steal from the famous New Hampshire licence plate “Live free or die.” I owned a publishing company in New Hampshire for many years and so spent a little time in that neck of the woods.