Lives have hinged on less. My Dad in front of the television with inexhaustible beer, a mess on his office shirt, and that faith known as the Leafs. I learned hockey at that altar, learned of sports metaphors of war and blood-thirsts and thirsty, of hunger. My own part: I’d put my brother in oversized […]
Filed under: Shane Neilson by akublik Date 1 May, 2008
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after Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Little House on the Prarie I’ve tried to be pa, lion locks and strong frame, unironic frontier goodness and unfaltering purpose, his family-man fortitude honed sundown to sunup over a hand brushing a sweaty brow and an honest day’s work is measured in the loaves of wholesomeness cooked by a woman […]
Filed under: Shane Neilson by akublik Date 28 April, 2008
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