Heather’s note: This is part 3 of a letter of reminiscences Flemming wrote to his 4 children in July 2009. 3. In July, 1996 , while I was living in retirement in Dartmouth and attending Port Wallis Church I had … Continue reading →
Heather’s note: This is part 2 of a letter of reminiscences that Flemming wrote to his children in July 2009. 2. In or about 1962 the Home Mission Board of the United Church invited Lester Settle and me to attend … Continue reading →
Heather’s note: This is an excerpt from a letter Dad wrote his 4 kids on July 21, 2009. I’m posting it in three parts. For me, this is a summer of remembering, of being remembered and reminded. Three adventures have … Continue reading →
The first video of a series, a collaboration with my daughter and grandson!
Continue reading →The debate concerning freedom of speech and the Human Rights Commissions rages on. I worked for the Nova Scotia Human Rights Commission for six years and for the Canadian Commission for twelve years, and retired in 1991, so I have … Continue reading →
Tekst: B. S. IngemannMelodi: J. P. E. Hartmann Stork, Stork, Langeben!Hvor var du så længe?Så du Kong Faraos høje sten?Gik du på Nilstrømmens enge? Stork, Stork, Langeben!med de røde hoser!Hvor har du gjort af dit ene ben?Blev det i Faraos … Continue reading →
(A little elf travels) Tekst: Jul. Chr. Gerson, 1845Melodi: J. C. GebauerEn lille nisse rejstemed ekstrapost fra land til land,hans agt det var at hilsepå verdens største mand. Han kom til stormogulenog der, hvor kæmpekålen gror,men mellem alle kæmperhan tyktes … Continue reading →
(I will build myself a farm) Jeg en gård mig bygge vil,der skal være have til,store marker, grønne engeog med lam et lille vænge,heste, grise, køer og fårhører til min bondegård. Der er hestestald og lo,på mit tag skal storken … Continue reading →
Bro, bro, brille!Klokken ringer el’ve,kejseren står på sit høje hvide slot,så hvidt som et kridt,så sort som et kul. Fare, fare, krigsmand,døden skal du lide,den, som kommer allersidst,skal i den sorte gryde. Første gang så la’r vi ham gå,anden gang … Continue reading →
Tekst: Johan Ludvig HeibergMelodi: Tysk folkemelodi Højt på en gren en krage,– simsaladim bamba saladu saladim –højt på en gren en krage sad. Så kom en hæslig jæger,– simsaladim bamba saladu saladim –så kom en hæslig jæger hen. Han skød … Continue reading →