What a great story Aaron, thank you for sharing! Its heartbreaking that Dalton didn't pursue healing from his past. I suppose its a choice each of us must make for ourselves. The choices you've made have broken this cycle.
As an aside, my Dad also frequented Rochdale in those days (my mom too, for a while, but she quickly grew uncomfortable with the scene). So often, I read your writing and think, how similar and yet how singular each of our stories are, as children of those children.
Thank you - we ran in generational circles back then in downtown Toronto. I don't know the experience in other parts of the city or country. I learn as much as anyone else every time I write one of these pieces. Something I left out, which you'll appreciate, is Dalton's apartment is at Queen and Ossington in what used to be the Queen Street Mental Health Center.
Thank you Aaron. I always love reading anything you write. It’s all beautiful, just like you.
What a great story Aaron, thank you for sharing! Its heartbreaking that Dalton didn't pursue healing from his past. I suppose its a choice each of us must make for ourselves. The choices you've made have broken this cycle.
Beautifully written, as always, Aaron.
As an aside, my Dad also frequented Rochdale in those days (my mom too, for a while, but she quickly grew uncomfortable with the scene). So often, I read your writing and think, how similar and yet how singular each of our stories are, as children of those children.
Thank you - we ran in generational circles back then in downtown Toronto. I don't know the experience in other parts of the city or country. I learn as much as anyone else every time I write one of these pieces. Something I left out, which you'll appreciate, is Dalton's apartment is at Queen and Ossington in what used to be the Queen Street Mental Health Center.