From Japan to Vancouver to internment camps to Montreal, Tsune Ochiai and her family are part of Canada’s fabric.

“Think of Churchill. We will fight on the driveways. We will fight at the bus stops. We will nevah surrendah.”

This school was sounding more inhumane by the minute. Jogging shoes with stones in them?

The driver, lost behind the turned-up collar of his coat, leaned forward toward his trotting horse. And, lost in buffalo robes, two lovers held each other close.

I arrived at the gardens just in time to see the city truck leaving. The gates were shut and I couldn’t get in. What should I do?