Opinion

My husband and I are not creators of magic for our children. In fact, we are pretty well the exact opposite; we’re magic destroyers. We don’t do the Tooth Fairy. We don’t pretend to be the Easter Bunny. We don’t do Elves on a Shelf.

It just so happened that last night’s Town of St. Paul council meeting came before the Ides of March. And, as a seer warned Julius Caesar just before he was assassinated at a meeting of the senate on that date, “beware the Ides of March.

It’s been over a year now of living at an even more elevated disorganized state than usual, from neglected homework and misplaced tests, to laundry that had no other place to pile up aside from at the foot of the bed in a rather small room filled wit

To the Editor: The purpose of this letter is to inform the public the real reason the golf club was unable to meet its fiscal obligations this past year. It is the first time it has happened in our 62-year history.

Dear Editor, After having read Mr. Parrott’s Letter to the Editor in the March 15th edition regarding the golf course, I felt compelled to make some comments and observations of my own. I have been a member of the St.

Dear Editor: I happened to be in a local coffee spot and overheard a conversation that really rubbed me the wrong way.

It’s a decision no one wants to face.

On Thursday night, a full season of practices, hard work, dedication, and determination wrapped up for the local Jr. B hockey team. But the season also came to a close for the many fans that were equally dedicated and determined to see the St.

Albertans of all political stripes shared condolences following the death of former premier and former Edmonton Eskimo quarterback Don Getty last week. Getty became premier in Nov.

It seems to be a common occurrence lately to be jumping between puddles of melting snow and ice during the day, and I don’t really love it. I know a lot of people aren’t going to agree with me, but this year, I kind of feel ripped off by winter.