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I am really chuffed about the fact that I am receiving this year's City of Vancouver Mayor's Arts Award for the literary arts (which means writing and publishing).
There have been so many worthy recipients since the awards began in 2004, when my pal Stephen Osborne was the inaugural winner, that it is very exciting to be one of them. I choose to view it as welcome recognition of the importance of history writing...
On Saturday, September 27, I'm going to be giving an illustrated talk about the prohibition era in Canada, the subject of my latest book. I'll be speaking at two o'clock in the afternoon at the North Vancouver Museum & Archives. Details here.
The event is part of BC Culture Days, which is celebrated across the province, so if you can't make my talk, check out the...
I have to admit that the excitement over the Franklin expedition discoveries leave me a bit cold. "Lost ships." "169-year-old mystery." Well, not really. We've always known what happened to Franklin and his men and we've always had a pretty good idea where the ships were. What are we going to learn from this that we don't know already?
Two decades ago I wrote this essay about the Franklin search and I...
Walter Draycott was a pioneer settler in the Lynn Valley neighbourhood of North Vancouver. When World War One began he drilled with the local home guard and in November 1914 travelled east to Montreal and on to England where he joined his new regiment, the Princess Patricia's Canadian Light Infantry. By Christmas he was at the front and he spent the next four years serving overseas.
Draycott kept a daily journal his entire life, including the war years. The journals are in the...
It is a readily-acknowledged side effect of getting old(er) that the memory begins to lose its grip so I suppose I should not have been surprised when a friend arrived for dinner the other night with the news that he had just seen me on television and I had no idea what he was talking about. Turns out he'd seen a documentary on Vancouver during the Depression and there I was, one of those talking heads who fill in the spaces between the images.
As he described the program I began to...