Opinion

It seems like everywhere I go people are talking about the election. There is a lot of buzz building about some of the new candidates.

Thirty years ago, the debate over caring for developmentally disabled people was mostly about union jobs. It still is.

It took until the eleventh hour, but, none the less, we have a municipal election.

Just a note to advise that I have decided to let my name stand for election as regional director for Area H.

Deadly criminals are striking everywhere. Signs, parking meters...you name it...dreaded bikes are appearing.

I can’t remember a time during the past twenty years in Princeton when so much venom.

Finally, somebody in the B.C. treaty negotiation system has come out and said it. Ottawa needs to get serious.

Something amazing has happened since the aquatic referendum: people are talking. After the referendum results were made public people came out of the woodwork to voice their opinions on the Pool for Princeton Facebook page.

I had an editorial written for this week when I remembered that it’s time to give thanks. Right now, I am writing this story on my Mac.

Life has these moments of clarity in it. Every day, we worry about money, things that need fixing, things we need to do, things we shouldn’t have done and in the process, we forget about what is most important. This past week I was in a real funk over this whole referendum.