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Michael Atkins

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.
Celebrating excellence this year in Thunder Bay

Celebrating excellence this year in Thunder Bay

Three years ago, my daughter (then 14) competed at Mount Baldy in an Ontario Alpine Ski Race. It was a big deal for me. I don’t get to Thunder Bay as much as I used to and I had a story to tell.
The place to be in a marathon election

The place to be in a marathon election

As I write, it is the first of August. I am in Nova Scotia. I am on holiday. My top priority is the tide so I can plan my walk. Tomorrow, I will consult Environment Canada to study wind speeds.
A Sudbury giant who personified a generation

A Sudbury giant who personified a generation

Bob Lipic died last month. If you were in the mining business in Canada, you knew him; or if you didn’t, you had heard of him.
NORCAT, on bidding adieu

NORCAT, on bidding adieu

I met Darryl Lake around 40 years ago. He was the dean of Health Sciences and Technology at Cambrian College and I was in the early years of publishing Northern Life newspaper in Sudbury.
The Club of Rome comes to Annapolis Royal

The Club of Rome comes to Annapolis Royal

I made a brief return to the homeland (Nova Scotia) last week for a little business and family. A cousin welcomed me for tea. She apologized for the lack of biscuits and explained her car had been stuck in the driveway since Feb. 28.
Who is the quack in this age of media quackery

Who is the quack in this age of media quackery

I’m lucky. I have a number of friends and colleagues whom I have known for many years.
It’s all about polytetrafluoroethylene

It’s all about polytetrafluoroethylene

Politics is always potentially crazy and fraught with intrigue. And why not. It’s about power and power is the ultimate aphrodisiac. The curious thing is trying to figure out what it is that determines success or failure.