Walden Cabin: Observations typed on an old Underwood

Thursday, March 07, 2002

Long live true love.
My sister Valerie is engaged. It's remarkable and wonderful news! Stevie Wood, her fiancé, is a great guy, and a lot like our dad in that he likes motorcycles and is a skilled tradesman. But Stevie is also sensitive, and is able to talk -- something that is fantastic but unusual for a PEI man. And it's the balance of Valerie's passion and Stevie's reason that's the magic elixir that makes Val & Stevie work, I think. My sister is a strong woman who has been through a lot in life. I understand her needs because I share them. Even though I was the older sibling in our childhood house -- and was therefore often at odds with her -- she knows that what we both needed was a loving and strong partner who would recognize our strengths and who would give us the support we need to be our true selves. Stevie is that for Val, as Suzy is for me. That's why we celebrate their engagement. May they live long and prosper, together.

posted by Stuart Hickox | 10:10 PM

Tuesday, March 05, 2002

Black nylon
A friend of mine recently commented over dinner that she thought it was great how I had come from such a small town, with so little, and have done so well in "urban Canada" -- even if I'm "obviously not totally comfortable in a suit". I'll admit it; the first day I arrived in Ottawa from Charlottetown (in 1986 at 19 years of age) I had to ask for help using public transit, and then expected to see everyone on board chit-chatting and smiling. And it's true, I hate wearing a tie. The most comfortable formal wear I've experienced is a kilt. I just wish I could wear one to client meetings. A flash here or there might stir the creative juices.

Today my sense of appropriate attire took another knock. I enjoyed a delicious lunch and good conversation with Charles Robert, Principal Clerk (Procedure) for the Senate of Canada (he serves on the volunteer board of one of my clients, and enticed me to lunch with his insider's view of the Hill and a pile of old copies of The New York Review of Books). We enjoyed the robust buffet at the Parliamentary Restaurant -- that is, after I was asked to clip a black nylon tie to my open collar shirt. How embarrassing!

posted by Stuart Hickox | 9:22 PM



	Thursday, March 07, 2002 Long live true love. My sister Valerie is engaged. It's remarkable and wonderful news! Stevie Wood, her fiancé, is a great guy, and a lot like our dad in that he likes motorcycles and is a skilled tradesman. But Stevie is also sensitive, and is able to talk -- something that is fantastic but unusual for a PEI man. And it's the balance of Valerie's passion and Stevie's reason that's the magic elixir that makes Val & Stevie work, I think. My sister is a strong woman who has been through a lot in life. I understand her needs because I share them. Even though I was the older sibling in our childhood house -- and was therefore often at odds with her -- she knows that what we both needed was a loving and strong partner who would recognize our strengths and who would give us the support we need to be our true selves. Stevie is that for Val, as Suzy is for me. That's why we celebrate their engagement. May they live long and prosper, together. posted by Stuart Hickox \| 10:10 PM Tuesday, March 05, 2002 Black nylon A friend of mine recently commented over dinner that she thought it was great how I had come from such a small town, with so little, and have done so well in "urban Canada" -- even if I'm "obviously not totally comfortable in a suit". I'll admit it; the first day I arrived in Ottawa from Charlottetown (in 1986 at 19 years of age) I had to ask for help using public transit, and then expected to see everyone on board chit-chatting and smiling. And it's true, I hate wearing a tie. The most comfortable formal wear I've experienced is a kilt. I just wish I could wear one to client meetings. A flash here or there might stir the creative juices. Today my sense of appropriate attire took another knock. I enjoyed a delicious lunch and good conversation with Charles Robert, Principal Clerk (Procedure) for the Senate of Canada (he serves on the volunteer board of one of my clients, and enticed me to lunch with his insider's view of the Hill and a pile of old copies of The New York Review of Books). We enjoyed the robust buffet at the Parliamentary Restaurant -- that is, after I was asked to clip a black nylon tie to my open collar shirt. How embarrassing! posted by Stuart Hickox \| 9:22 PM				(03.07.2002) Valerie and Stevie. Headed for the altar. (02.26.2002) Mohamad Mohamad: Ready for winter. >> See the photos from our Mid-East dinner party. >> Have a Middle East dinner party: Recipes here. Turning 20 was a gas. In 1987, Canada mingled in Nice, to mixed effect. >> See the Revealing full photo. >> See the cover photo archive. (01.15.2002) Digging in. Walden tree day 1995 Chestnuts and crazy volunteers at the top of the hill. See the Walden Tree Day Photo Album. (01.07.2002) Jasper: Don't label me. None required, son. Critical observations of early '02. (11.19.2001) Walden Cabin 1996 See the photos. Updated - September 12, 2001 Head for the Hills of Prince Edward Island Walden Cabin >> "I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately, to front the essential facts of life and to see if I could learn what they had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived." Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862) Walden; Or Life in the Woods (08.21) Walden Cabin is a publishing creation of Accolade Intermedia, an Ottawa-based communications company that specializes in content-rich Web products. www.accolade.ca >>
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