Canadians really do apologize a lot, and this Canadian is true to type. My apologies are sincere! I don’t want to have inconvenienced my fellow shoppers, or park walkers, or cyclists, or church goers, or transit takers. I never want to be the reason someone felt slighted or interfered with, however inadvertent my action may have been. I need my fellow man, and he needs me, and I want to show him the courtesy that it behooves me to show him. But I understand the point about Carney. Our Prime Minister has an unenviable job at this moment. I did not vote for him, but I certainly wish him every success now that the mantle of leadership is his to bear up under. I want to live in peace and prosperity, and in harmony and cooperation with my American neighbours. Come, Friends! Let’s get our issues sorted! You work from your side and we’ll work from ours. The status quo is not anything to be proud of.
I was a first-year physics graduate student at Stony Brook in 1971-72. I never got to see C.N Yang teach, but I remember meeting him with great pleasure and honor, about ten years earlier than Mr. Kerrick. He is indeed lucky to have had the benefit of C.N. Yang's teaching.
"(4) A desire not to know, if knowing makes you think, “We ought to do something about it.”"
Yep, because folks of a certain stripe cannot stand the idea that the United States of America has a political, moral. and ethical responsibility to support and defend other free democracies in the world. "America First" and all that. Maybe except for Venezuela or Nigeria.
I’m not wild about the famous Widor Toccata — but still, when we were visiting Paris seven years ago, we made a point to be in Eglise Saint-Sulpice on Sunday morning (even though we’re not Catholic) to hear the organ on which Widor played for so many years. It was as much an organ recital as a worship service! The incumbent organist included a Widor piece among his selections that morning.
It was really cold that February day. It was so cold, walking around after the service, that we took refuge in the small Eugene
Delacroix Museum to warm up. We had seen Delacroix murals in the Saint-Sulpice church itself.
Canadians really do apologize a lot, and this Canadian is true to type. My apologies are sincere! I don’t want to have inconvenienced my fellow shoppers, or park walkers, or cyclists, or church goers, or transit takers. I never want to be the reason someone felt slighted or interfered with, however inadvertent my action may have been. I need my fellow man, and he needs me, and I want to show him the courtesy that it behooves me to show him. But I understand the point about Carney. Our Prime Minister has an unenviable job at this moment. I did not vote for him, but I certainly wish him every success now that the mantle of leadership is his to bear up under. I want to live in peace and prosperity, and in harmony and cooperation with my American neighbours. Come, Friends! Let’s get our issues sorted! You work from your side and we’ll work from ours. The status quo is not anything to be proud of.
I was a first-year physics graduate student at Stony Brook in 1971-72. I never got to see C.N Yang teach, but I remember meeting him with great pleasure and honor, about ten years earlier than Mr. Kerrick. He is indeed lucky to have had the benefit of C.N. Yang's teaching.
"(4) A desire not to know, if knowing makes you think, “We ought to do something about it.”"
Yep, because folks of a certain stripe cannot stand the idea that the United States of America has a political, moral. and ethical responsibility to support and defend other free democracies in the world. "America First" and all that. Maybe except for Venezuela or Nigeria.
I am becoming an Arvo Pärt groupie thanks to my SIL. Thanks for the piece on him.
I’m not wild about the famous Widor Toccata — but still, when we were visiting Paris seven years ago, we made a point to be in Eglise Saint-Sulpice on Sunday morning (even though we’re not Catholic) to hear the organ on which Widor played for so many years. It was as much an organ recital as a worship service! The incumbent organist included a Widor piece among his selections that morning.
It was really cold that February day. It was so cold, walking around after the service, that we took refuge in the small Eugene
Delacroix Museum to warm up. We had seen Delacroix murals in the Saint-Sulpice church itself.