TERRY GROVES

In about 1968, when I was ten or so, I had a bit of a fascination with fire. I wasn't running around lighting them, I just liked how a...

How do siblings decide what to fight over?

Some challenges seem so much bigger when they are right in front of you.

Not only did I learn to build relationships with other brats, I learned about non-brats too

When we first moved to Clinton, we brought our cat, whom we had named Cotton because she was all white, with us from Winnipeg....

What sort of stuff grows in a dump?

Even when I was really young I had a passion for plastic models. For me, it was the assembly, fitting the parts together to make...

So, you wanna do something about it? Fighting as a kid.

Moving always meant another opportunity to meet good people.

Winter can be so magical when you are a kid.

Legends abound when you are a young brat. Read about my adventure in the arms of a fateful tree.

What brats get up to

When we lived in Clinton, I learned about a board-type game called Ka-bala. TV said it could predict the future, that it knew all my...

Sometimes simple gestures carry the weight of the world.

I know it seems so ordinary, but there was always something special to me, just playing in the park. The park was in the middle of...

Every place I lived had local legends. In this post I talk about the Harvey House in CFB Kingston.

As you can imagine, keeping the home of six boys (we were all within eight years of age), was a big job for our mom. Of course, we were a...

Winter in Kingston was magical. Even though it was pretty cold, there was so much to do in the snow, so many activities that it left me...

It is peculiar how some memories remain so vivid while others fade. Perhaps that is just the course of your life. I know this one shows...

When you're a kid, nothing has to be what it was designed to be. A youthful imagination can turn just about anything, into just about...