All’s well that ends well, I guess.
One of the parents who called the Chronicle Herald to complain about Syrian refugees bullying children on the playground at a Spryfield-area elementary school says that the situation at Chebucto Heights Elementary has improved dramatically since then.
“All the kids are friends now,” Melissa “Missy” Lewis tells me.
Whenever I went out on location to shoot a feature on an athlete or personality, I always endeavoured to tell that person’s story.
I never thought it was a good idea — and I still don’t — for sportscasters to attempt to turn the spotlight on themselves rather than on the individual who’d attracted them to the gym or the rink or the playing field in the first place.
Celebrity is the state of being known. In some cases more well-known than others. In some cases well-known for a measure of accomplishment. In other cases a person well-known for, er, um, being well-known.
It is the cult, a contagion, which infests society. We are inundated by celebrity. Aided by the pestilence of electronic media. Abetted by the scourge of social media.
If the Greater Frankland Corporation was lucky enough to have a winning bid on Blind Date With The Stars, there are a few brains we’d like to pick among the Halifax A-Listers over the bubbly or a few cold ones. Maybe a big, fat greasy one.
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- Bruce Mackinnon & Stephen Cooke
I’ll never forget where I was, what I was doing, when I got the dreadful news.
It was the Zapruder film all over again. It was O.J. in his Bronco. It was Princess Di in that Benz. It was that World Junior Hockey Tournament.
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