Victor Barr

Spring was in full bloom today. It started with a brisk chill in the air but as the sun warmed the earth the air felt fresh and new. A new season was in full bloom in our amazing Okanagan Valley. I stood at the top of the new thirty-six-story high-rise Read more

“They cancelled Dr. Seuss,” so rang the battle cry. They are cancelling everything. Who is this infamous ‘they’? Why do ‘they’ want to run our lives? Or do they? Did ‘they’ even cancel Dr. Seuss in the first place? I thought I should find out exactly what was going on. Read more

Barrman’s brain fell deep into strange dreams of a world long past. He struggled to escape the days long ended, dreams of working in Calgary twenty-years-ago. Why, why, why was he haunted by dreams of cleaning windows in the city by the Bow River in Alberta? It was no longer Read more

Addiction, is it an illness or an affliction? There are all kinds of addictions that people can suffer from. Some are innocent; some seem like no big deal, most forms of addiction cause problems and pain. The worst of addictions cause death. I have some experience with addiction. I would Read more

It was another Monday in the coronaverse. Another Monday in a strange year of Mondays. A year ago the world had a glimpse of a possible future. China was in a lockdown, had been for two months. That kind of thing could never happen in Canada? Could it? Little did Read more

The Big Boarder smiled at his friends as he pushed away from the top of the Ridge Rocket express. The snow was covering his boots and he looked at his friends as they whooped in delight. It was another day of fresh snow and deep powder. Unexpectedly, Big Boarder and Read more

A crisp wind blew across the fourth-floor podium of One Water Street this morning. I looked at the flags fluttering in the breeze. The cool February winds pierced my coat and sucked the warmth from my core. The wind was not helping my plans for the day. My buddy was Read more

I feel the power of music surge through my soul. It holds me in its grip, My foot races to the beat, my body involuntarily flows with the rhythm and energy of the music. It is an awakening experience. I turn up the volume and feel the sounds surge through Read more

“Where’s Marijke?” my wife’s voice broke into my dream. “What do you mean? She’s in bed.” I groaned back at Krista. Of course, she was in bed. I looked at the clock and saw the display, ‘3:12’ it was in the am I was sure. Where else could my daughter Read more