Author Archives: Anne Russell

March 6 to 16  2020 — a COVID diary On March 6, 2020, I attended what would turn out to be the last big event that UFV, the university where I work, would host for more than a year: an International Women’s Day celebration featuring Tamara Taggart and other women of influence. It attracted aContinue reading “March 6 to 16 2020 — A COVID diary”

It wasn’t the first Christmas we lived away from our parents’ homes; we’d weathered two Decembers in noisy basement suites before this place. But it was our first in the cozy cottage that felt like a real home for a romantic young couple, two cats and a new pup. I had been working at theContinue reading “December 24, 1992”