I was born and raised in a neighbourhood called Rabbittown, in St. John’s, Newfoundland. I spent the first decade or so of my life there.  It is the first place that I can remember being. It is the place where my memories began. Several decades later, I moved back to the same neighbourhood. Seeing the house I grew up in everyday brought back a lot of memories – of the things I did and the lessons I learned. Here are some of those stories.

Maturity and Onions 

The Hunt

Coveting Chocolate