From my own music collection
Saturday, 13 July 2013
Friday, 12 July 2013
Music has always been a big part of my life. My dad couldn't read a note of music but was a great clarinet player. Mom taught piano. I never played an instrument; yet music inspires me: I always have music on when I write.
I remember sitting around my eight-track tape deck and inviting friends over to listen to a new song. For me, it was a great way of sharing.
So welcome to Tait's Eight@8: eight of my all-time favourites from my music collection.
Enjoy!
The keyboard sounds of Supertramp are legendary. I especially love the drums and the fine piano work in Child of Vision from the Breakfast in America album released in 1979.
Seldom does a song intro pull me in like Tumbling Dice from the Rolling Stones. I just love the first 10 seconds of the 1972 song about a gambler and women trouble. And good for Canada: Tumbling Dice was first performed Live by the Stones June 3, 1972 at the Pacific Coliseum in Vancouver.
Motown, Motown, Motown. I love Motown: especially the the beats. Come See About me was released in 1964 by Diana Ross and the Supremes and always gets my feet tapping.
A music collection without Van Morrison just doesn't seem complete. He is one one my favorites. Did Ye Get Healed was released in 1987. This video shows has talented Morrison is, singing and playing the alto sax.
"You can't start a fire without a spark" has always stayed with me since I first heard Bruce Springsteen's Dancing in the Dark in 1984. It's a good reminder ... and a great song on the dance floor.
I love drums. I can really feel them in Dreams by Fleetwood Mac — from the very first beat. Dreams came out the same time I graduated from high school, 1977. The name of the song has always reminded me to follow my ...
We all need those songs when we just need to sit and think. Guitarist Will Ackerman does that for me time and time with Floyd's Ghost. Listen how the guitar and piano are simply magic.
I had no idea who Yanni was until I saw him on television in 1990. I bought his CD, Reflection of Passion, and fell in love with The Rain Must Fall. It's one of those listen-by-yourself-songs, but can motivate.
CAM'S CHARITY
Cam 'n Eggs: Guest blogger - healthcare aide Cheri Zische
CHERI ZISCHE
I am a healthcare worker whose company was granted a contract recently by Alberta Health Services. But we were taken out of the area where I have worked in for six years. I have worked in a facility for three years. Now we are being moved out and another agency has been brought in. The senior citizens I have taken care of will now new caregivers. Not just one. All of us are being taken out.
Senior citizens have not had a say, and their objections are falling on deaf ears. This move is devastating to all involved. No one ever asked these folks if they wanted to give up the caregivers who have been such a large part of their lives.
Cutting our hours, or rather cutting the time we are allowed to spend with each individual, is going to spell disaster. Yes we give meds, do personal care of all kinds, and these tasks may not require a lot of time. But what about listening to them? As healthcare aids we give them a voice when they think no one cares, and take the time to really hear what they fear.
Shame on this government for making me feel that what I do is only based dollars and cents. And shame on this government for making Alberta senior citizens — the most special of people in our society — feel that they are not worth the dollars and cents to continue providing the care they deserve.
Thursday, 11 July 2013
Turn Up Your CHED
When I was a teenager in the early 1970’s I loved listening to the radio more than watching television. I found my imagination could go to places I didn’t even know existed. Living in Edmonton, the AM giant was 630 CHED and I listened to it whenever I could. Heck, I even snuck my transistor radio under my pillow and listened to it when my parents thought I was fast asleep.
“Right now in downtown Edmonton it’s (temperature) C. H. E. Degrees.”
•Solid Golden Weekends
•The Golden Wheel
• CHED sunspots
- the Great Bicycle picnics.
To jod your memory here is a great retro page put together by Keith James
The question needs to be asked: Who is getting a big pay day because of home care changes?
In all the stories I have read, watched and listened to about Alberta’s home care cuts, I have yet to hear a question silently echoing in the back of my mind. And with health minister Fred Horne announcing Tuesday that he isn’t going to reverse Alberta Health Services’ decision to change home care providers for senior citizens in Alberta, I think the time has come to ask it: who is going to make a buck over these decisions? Who is it? And why are Albertans who are senior citizens and who have physical disabilities going through hell so someone’s bank account is padded?
AHS announced in June the number of home care providers will be reduced from 72 to 13. Large corporations such as Rivera and We Care — just to name a few — were awarded contracts when many local, including non-profits, we told “thanks, but no thanks.” I have cerebral palsy and use home care. I am part of a self-directed program and we were told in February of changes. We were also told we had to submit a proposal for funding, despite successfully running the program since 1997. And here’s the kicker: we were warned if we went to the media or contacted MLA’s our proposal could very well be disqualified. In the end, we didn’t get our funding but shared our story. Just over two weeks later AHS reversed their decision on our program and two others in Edmonton.
I can’t help but thinking this was in the works for month. Deals were made. Contracts were signed. It would be very interesting to know who made these deals and what connection they had with the successful bidders over so many long standing providers. We may never know. But by the Gods of War: the question needs to be asked.
Wednesday, 10 July 2013
Home care for Alberta seniors MUST be reversed
Alberta Health Services a provincial health minister Fred Horne really should be ashamed of themselves. Horne spoke to the media Tuesday and said he has no plans of reversing changes to home care for senior citizens. Horne says he’s facing a time-crunch. Well, Mr. Horne: make more time. Because what you are doing to the very cornerstone of this province is most disrespectful.
Where has respecting our elders gone?
I ask you bear with me this morning. Because I try to make Cam ‘n Eggs upbeat, positive and motivational to get your day headed on a good start. Today, however, I cannot. Because I have concerns and several questions of how something so violent and so brazen could happen to a senior citizen in Edmonton — someone who could have been a teacher, a school bus driver, an engineer or who could have been countless other things, and someone who help build this city, this province and this happen.
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Tuesday, 9 July 2013
A fitting tribute to a man of wonderful song
Monday, 8 July 2013
Monday Motivators: Craig Styles and Andy Wigston
Sometime Sunday afternoon — perhaps around 4 p.m. — summer officially began for Craig Styles and Andy Wigston. That’s when the ice is finally cleaned at the West Edmonton Mall Ice Palace, the dressing rooms doors are closed for the last time, goodbye handshakes and hugs are exchanged, and — with one last look to make sure everything is just right — Styles and Wigston left the mall. And then their summer vacation begins. It has happened every Sunday in July for the two men since 1989. If Styles and Wigston have their way the tradition will carry on for many years to come.
Craig Styles in the middle with the red shirt |
Andy Wigston |
Sunday, 7 July 2013
Eskimos big gamble: game against Hamilton Tiger-Cats has many story lines
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If Edmonton Eskimo head coach Kavis Reed likes pressure, he probably can’t wait for today’s game against the Hamilton Tiger-Cats. Because all eyes will be on Reed — and the entire Eskimo organization. He has always been a gentleman to me over the years and he is a gem of a human being. I want to see him succeed. And so, apparently, do the Eskimos.
...Kavis Reed |
Reed, in the final year of a three-year deal, was given an extension to his contract Saturday and the timing seems a bit odd. The Eskimos opened the season with a 39-18 loss against the Saskatchewan Roughriders, and they did not look good: not only did they lack offence, they seemed disorganized, and took several selfish penalties. Perhaps the most noticeable was when the Eskimos lined up the wrong way. Coaching? You decide.
Reed is an intense coach and wears his heart on his sleeve. He also loves a challenge, and maybe that’s the card Esks’ GM Ed Hervey is playing with the contract extension. You might not expect such a carrot would dangle after last
week’s performance. Then again professional sports teams do whatever they have to to win. We’ll find out later today if the latest Eskimo gamble will pay off. It’s a huge wager placed: this could make or break the Edmonton Eskimos, both on and off the field.
...Ed Hervey |
Thursday, 4 July 2013
How can someone in their own home getting home care be called a patient?
Alberta health minister Fred Horne’s comment
in Thursday’s Edmonton Journal deserves debate on several levels. We applaud Horne
for asking Alberta Health Services — what on God’s green earth were they
thinking, anyway — to review drastic cut backs to home care. Earlier in June
AHS moved to bring multi-national companies to carry out home care duties.
Perhaps the thing that stung the most was how home care clients were not
consulted in the process at all. (I receive home care and I have cerebral
palsy.)
But we cannot uncork the bubbly and do the
happy dance. If you read Horne’s quote near the end of Sarah O’Donnell’s story
that should concern Albertans on home care, and people with disabilities throughout
Alberta.
. “It’s a matter of dignity for patients who
receive home care,” Horne said. With all due respect, how can a person with a
physical disability, living in their own home, paying rent or owning their own
place, be called a “patient?” I don’t get it. We are Albertans, living in the
community, paying taxes, contributing in so many ways — out of the long dark
shadows of instructional care — and we are still called patients. What a sad
and somewhat archaic commentary on how Horne sees us.
I am a patient if I am in the hospital
getting acute care. But not in my own home. I am a resident, a neighbor, and a
member of a community league. I resent being called a patient in my own home.
Should I ask my wife to wear a nurse’s cap now?
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Wednesday, 3 July 2013
Turning shock and grief into compassion and understanding
The
immediate response to a child’s small child alone in a vehicle on an afternoon
in record-setting temperatures is profound grief. How could this happen in
north Edmonton in temperatures soaring to 40 degrees? We may feel an incredible sense of
helplessness. And, given the past heat wave, emotions can take shapes and sizes
we may not even know exist. That’s understandable. But is there any possible
way we can transform those emotions into compassion and understanding for a
local family going through hell right now?
There are
countless questions we can ask about the situation. We will never know the
answers. Such a story reaches our emotions on very personal levels. We think of
the little people in our own lives and how we would feel if something happened
in our own worlds.
The family
and friends of the small child needs to be surrounded by the community right now.
Some of those people are close family members, others are friends and others
will be strangers touched by the story. These are challenging times for our
city as it weeps together in this unimaginable situation. But beyond our grief
we should challenges ourselves to reach out and try to help. Perhaps doing so
defines being a caring citizen.
Paul Lorieau: a man of kindness and unforgettable class
Reporters are lucky people. Because we get
to see the real, human side of people: up close and personal. While thousands
see and hear someone from afar or on television, we get to have interactions
with stars. In some cases, we even get to have dinner with them. And those are
the thoughts I am having now when I think of the passing of Paul Lorieau.
Mr. Lorieau will be known best for his
thundering renditions of O’Canada at Edmonton Oiler games. He always had time
to say hello — whether it be on the way to sing on centre ice or on his way out
of the building. When I was writing a column for the sports department of the
Edmonton Journal in 2006, I saw what class Mr. Lorieau had. I wrote my column during
the Stanley Cup playoffs from the media dining room at Rexall Place and tried
to file it at the end of the first period.
Mr. Lorieau came up for dinner after he sang
O Canada. When I was finished writing I often asked if I could join him for a
cup of coffee and piece of pie as he was finishing dinner. I have cerebral
palsy and use a wheelchair so when I approached his table I was sitting down.
Mr. Lorieau always stood up to greet me and gave me a firm but warm handshake.
We would talk about many things, especially family, before leaving the dining
room for second period action.
A true gentleman with endless class is how I
will always remember Paul Lorieau. My job as a reporter afforded me to see
that. As a person I was so lucky to have shared time with him.
Tuesday, 2 July 2013
Casseroles out; cash and greetings in for Calgary
I jumped the gun earlier today. I had an
idea about making casseroles for the people in Calgary effected by the floods:
folks that lost their homes and people who had food go bad in their homes
because fridges didn’t have any power. The Calgary Food Bank is in need of
food, so I thought maybe people could ban together. Make casseroles, I thought
— by the hundreds. Freeze them and then deliver them.
Thanks to my good friends Bruce and Jack set
me straight. The idea would never fly, let alone go truckin’ down Highway 2.
Too many health regulations. As Jack said taking a casserole over the fence to
a neighbor is a whole different issue than cooking up hundreds of casseroles.
And he’s right.
There’s still an opportunity to help. The
best thing is cash. Then, the Food Bank can buy what they need. Their link is
right here.
And if you decide to make a contribution and
you add something to your gift — perhaps a few words of encouragement. Send
them here and we will get them to the people of Calgary.
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Let's go! Casseroles for Calgary
And we need a
name for our project? How about Casseroles for Calgary?
Because they
need help. A newspaper Monday said the Calgary Food Bank is having trouble
keeping food on the shelves following the floods that hit the city two weeks
ago. Not only people who lost their homes are turning to the Food Bank for
help; but other Calgarians who went without power for some time. Their food in
fridges has turned bad, and they need a hand.
We can ban
together here. Certainly, food items are welcome at the Food Bank. But here’s a
chance for us to get some home cooking to folks who could really use it. So if
you would like to cook, drive, give us a name of a trucking company, suggest a
few hotels in Calgary, send in a casserole recipe or help out in any way, click below.
Monday, 1 July 2013
Honor Canada Day with dignity
We’ve all done it before: when the sun rises
on a day marking an anniversary of something that went horribly wrong, we —
often silently — wonder if, because of the date, history will repeat itself.
The folks in Edmonton probably had that very thought today — hours before
darkness falls over the city and fireworks. Because this is the 12th
anniversary of the Canada Day aftermath that gave this city a bad image across
the country, if not North America.
...a picture from July 2, 2002 |
Re-hashing details of what happened after 2
a.m. July 2 where crowds grew as high as 1,200 on Edmonton’s Whyte. Ave. is
pointless. Edmonton’s civic pride took a great hit, among other things. A City
of Edmonton report says the police costs and some clean-up of the riot exceeded
$312,000. The city had to pay for it, absolutely. But one can wonder if other
services had to be paired back or even cut.
Celebrating Canada Day is a national
tradition. We deserve to. We have every right to boast the maple leaf and wear
red and white colors with pride. We need to. But as we do that later tonight,
let’s take some pride in our cities, provinces, and of course, our country.
Let’s not harm anyone or disrespect any part of our country. Perhaps if we do
that we will honor the best way possible....fireworks in Edmonton
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The view across the gravel road on past Canada Day mornings
My father's home town: Meota, Sask.: 30 km north of North Battleford |
...the deck where I spent hours |
I wheeled myself onto a freshly-stained —
Dad stained it, I think, every month. The deck was raised over the lawn where
tall popular trees towered. A gravel road was right in front of the lawn where
cars drove slowly. Across the road stood another bank of trees before the land
took a steep dip down to the lake. We couldn’t see the shoreline from the deck,
but the rest of the view certainly makes up for it.
And that’s the view I looked at for hours.
Jackfish Lake is 18 kms wide: you can barely see the other side of it. My wind
often got washed up in the water of the lake: on those quiet days when it
looked like glass, and those times when a storm was coming in from the north,
and the lake was choppy — even a little angry.
....the view we had of the lake, across the gravel road |
I share such images with you in hopes Canada
Day morning is filled with every person and every thing you hope to see.
Friday, 28 June 2013
Extending Friday afternoon for many decades
Friday afternoon before the July 1st
long weekend is always exciting. It’s the cursor summer holidays, and perhaps
the most telling sound is the laughter of children in school playgrounds today.
It’s the end of the school year when so countless children — like our grandson
Nicholas, who bids farewell to Grade 4. There are hundreds of Edmonton Grade 12
students who probably could use a few extra hours of sleep today since there
were several graduations Thursday night.
Whether kids are starting kindergarten or
graduating from university, they all have one common denominator: they are our
future. They are going lead our cities, provinces and country. They are going
to provide inspiration and motivation. They will, of course, need help — but
that opens the doors for their family and friends to help. Every student who
graduates or passes into a new chapter this afternoon needs to be celebrated.
In Canada, we celebrate the end of June with
trips to the lake. Maybe the mountains. Maybe even just an afternoon trip to
that special place off the beaten path for a family picnic. We will use our
highways. They will be busy. Perhaps it’s a reminder to slow down, to be
careful, to be alert … to drive safe. It’s a glorious Friday afternoon. Let’s
make everyone has the opportunity to enjoy their full potential, starting
Tuesday morning and many years beyond.
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