Traveling on his own two legs Matt walked across the United States from Rockaway Beach New York to Rockaway Beach, Oregon some years ago. The latest quest for this ex-civil engineer, was to get off his duff, give up his apartment, get rid of most possessions, and walk every block and street in New York City. He now couch-surfs across the boroughs and lives on about $15 a day – no small challenge in the Big Apple. “At its core, my walk is an oxymoron: an exhaustive journey through an inexhaustible city. Instead of seeing a million places for just a minute each, I’m going to spend a million minutes exploring just one place.” – says MATT GREEN. He is also a better-than-average photographer, and has an eye for New York’s idiosyncrasies, both its beauty and ugliness, curiosities and national landmarks.
This time the guys were volunteering for the Spar Lake Fishing Derby. Bryan took the above atmospheric photo of two early Spar Lake risers, Sunday morning, August 1/2021 at 7:55 am.
JEFF PLEWMAN made quite the impression when dressed up as his alter-ego, ‘Nash The Slash’ – a Toronto eccentric if there ever was one. A multi-instrumentalist, Jeff could play the electric violin, mandolin, harmonica, keyboards and the glockenspiel. But, like many baby boomers, he decided after 40 years enough was enough. He took off the surgical tape, shut down his official website, thanked his loyal fans, and bid them adieu. Jeff passed away at the fairly young age of 66. Among other things he founded one of Canada’s first independent labels (Cut-Throat Records), was one of the first to use a drum machine on an album, and sued Pepsi-Cola for stealing his image. He created a complex blend of new wave, New Age and punk rock in the 1970’s. He also composed soundtracks for silent films and collaborated with painter Robert Vanderhost on a series fusing surrealistic visuals with classic music stylings. Jeff came out as a gay man in 1998. He was indeed one-of-a-kind.
Bill McVean in this photo from Toronto Public Library, was a multi-talented, hard working radio personality on 50,000-watt CFRB-AM, Toronto. He died on Sunday, March 21/2021 at the age of 95. His career began at Ontario’s most powerful AM station in 1960, preceded by CKNX in Wingham, CKOC and CHML in Hamilton – all in Ontario; and did some work for CBC television and commercials. Bill, while on-air at CKOC, Hamilton became the first person in the world to deliver aerial traffic radio reports, while piloting a plane at the same time. His first brush with death came at a North Bay Air Show when his plane suddenly failed and he crash-landed, destroying both himself and the aircraft. During his six months in a hospital bed Bill kept on doing a live radio show for CFRB.Then came more than 20 years when he was the man in charge of the Canadian International (CNE) Air Show. After working there as the announcer/emcee, he went on to be Director and a member of the CNE Board. There’s so much more, all-in-all an outstanding career and a significant life – a real loss for those who appreciate Canadian radio broadcasting and CFRB-AM.
He’s gone now – but the legendary STOMPIN’ TOM CONNORS left behind 61 albums of Canadiana folk hits to remember him by. What red-blooded Canadian hasn’t heard Bud The Spud, Sudbury Saturday Night, Canada Day, Up Canada Way – and his all-time gift to the National Hockey League – The Hockey Song. Stompin’ Tom received the Order of Canada in 1996, and was put on a postage stamp in 2009. Stompin’ Tom was married to LENA WELSH on November 2, 1973. The wedding was shown live on Elwood Glover’s CBC television show, followed by lunch, a screening of Connors’ concert film, and a party for 600.Born in SAINT JOHN, New Brunswick, he was adopted by a family in SKINNERS POND, Prince Edward Island, and lived there until he was fifteen – <PHOTO – Dorothy Steward> Stompin’ Tom was a regular performer at TORONTO’s Horseshoe Tavern on Queen Street West.
“There’s a ski trail in our back fields – the snow is quite deep in places and it looks like this little ‘porkie’ came out of the woods to check out the trail . It then turned around and headed back into the woods. The tracks were made by a porcupine. We googled them as we hadn’t seen this before. Once we had another porcupine in our front field and it was as big as a bear cub.” – Sharon Smith, Amherst Head, Nova Scotia