People don’t resist change; they resist being changed. Put yourself in the place of an elderly person living alone who wakes up every morning feeling insecure, knowing he or she...
It is October again – a dangerous as well as a beautifully melancholy time for me. Dangerous, because bad things tend to happen in my life during the Fall and beautiful because,...
In my last blog I told you about my love for Tango, but I did not mention Buenos Aires even once, even though that city is the Tango capital of the world. My reason? Buenos Aires...
I don’t know why, but whenever I hear the urgent strains of Tango Libre composed by Astor Piazzolla I get the goose-bumps. The first time ever that I heard Tango music was in...
My Italian friends kept insisting that my family name – LANDORI – originated in the general area around the Torrente Landori, a small waterway in Sicily’s Agrigento...
During the early 1970s, the question of the language of air traffic control in Canada was often discussed by the francophone controllers in Quebec City. Because the unit was small...
Those of you who have read my last five blogs must be questioning by now how come this fellow Landori keeps on meeting well-known, interesting people. Perhaps some of you even...
Clients were hard to come by for English-speaking accounting professionals practicing in Montreal in the 1980’s. Those of us who loved living in Montreal, chose to commute to...
During my long and rather eventful life I had the privilege of meeting a number of people whose devotion to the cause in which they believed was absolute. Such a person is Gloria...
Jack Brennan, liquidator and Treasury Board sleuth, is given Dr Elize Haemmerle’s business card with the warning, “It’s typically European: simple, yet arrogant.” Its...
