By Tim Harper It just happens. No one arranges it. No one takes attendance. We just gather there, four of us who have sidled up to our...

Haven’t been to Montreal in months. Our county, in the mountains north of the city, is sealed, enforced by police roadblocks. It is not...

By David Sherman I met Luc at the town's breakfast nook. Coffee, bacon and bread was thin, service slow but it's where you meet your...

By Jim Withers Friendships can begin in the most unlikely ways. At least mine did with Peter LeClair, who died at 3 a.m. on April 1 in...