Joanna Walsh Baty in her coffin, 1941

On death and dying

On this All Souls Day or Day of the Dead, I take an in-depth look at what led to the demise of my direct ancestors.

They were champions

In 1921, my paternal grandfather played for the champion Toronto Falcons soccer team.

Strachan grandparents with Scott & Nancy, 1954

A house needs a grandma in it

Remembering my maternal grandmother, in honour of her 120th birthday as well as the 100th anniversary of her marriage to my grandfather.

In living colour

Being confined indoors right now due to the coronavirus situation, I’ve been having some fun experimenting with colourization of some old family photos.

Immigrants arriving at Quebec 1911

An ocean away

Why I am here? How is it that I happen to live where I do when my ancestral roots were firmly planted an ocean away?