Nov 11, 2011
Every Remembrance Day, I think of my dad, a WWII veteran and a man with a supreme joy for living. He always shared his wisdom, ideals and opinions (often without being asked), but kept the horror of his war experience to himself. He passed away in 2000, and for me,...
Nov 11, 2010
Each month, I write a brief president’s message for the CPRS Toronto eblast. And I thought I’d share my most recent post because it touches on Remembrance Day. A key part of strategic communications is the art of remembering; that is, reflecting on past...
Nov 11, 2009
Every November 11, I think of my dad, a WWII veteran and a man with a supreme joy for life. He always shared his wisdom, ideals and opinions (often without being asked), but kept the horror of his war experience to himself. He passed away over nine years ago, and for...
Nov 12, 2007
November 11.When I was growing up in Winnipeg we called Remembrance Day: Poppy Day. And every year when it came around, my Dad would return from work with a poppy on his lapel. Often, he’d bring some home for us and I felt it was both a thrill and an honour to wear...
