Ken Bolton

Thanks kindly fer returnin’ the $2 I sent you. With the hard times on us, I’m grateful of the free inscripshun. Drew a small map

Just had another read of the touchin’ note you sent about my sister Wilma goin’ down to glory, and figgered I’d best set the record

Holey Old Moley, it seems like things ain’t rite in the Youcon skies. I first took note of it a few weeks back when I

I was fixin’ to tell you last week more on the trip I and Wilferd took to Skaggway, but then Merna came by unexpeckted and

You recall how last week I was tellin’ you how I sowed up a mess of bootys fer the poor swans coolin’ there heals down

It was nice to see the Easter Rabbit treated the Anny Lake area so good last week. From the piles of little round malt balls

With any luck Old Man Winter has took his last gasp, and ain’t jest lurkin’ around the corner fixin’ to blow another cold one up

Will the mirackles never end? I finely got the electrick. Not that I need it so bad now, with the daylite gettin’ longer. The power

Spring is sprung the grass is brown, think I’ll hitch a ride to town. I been ponderin’ of late that I mite take up ritin’

Seriously: Does Kevin Murphy really want to see the Yukon Open Table Tennis defending champion to return this year? After all, Murphy, the local club’s

My golly, its been a hecktick pace hereabouts of late. The chickin wire and posts I ordered finely came in. Of coarse with the frost

Theres some things its best a feller not look into too close. You mind how I told you I mite be part of pressident O’Bamma’s

Well now, don’t I feel like six kinds of a fool? Turns out them space rocks I rote you about last week are somethin’ else

Whats that old line about a thing bein’ a riddle rapped in a mistry inside an enema? There was some such goin’ on out here

If things was bad before, its got even worst in the sleep deppartment this week. The birds is now chirpin’ and burpin’ near non-stop and

I’m a mite bit twisted from gettin’ up far too early to meet the call of nachur. I don’t mean the normal old-fellers call to

By jingo, my heads still swimmin’ from all I seen and done on my trip to Keeno with Wilferd and Danny last week end. Can’t

So where was I? Oh yes, I was tellin’ you about my and Wilferd’s exsellent advenchurs in Dawsin City. Like I said, soon as we

Well I got home from Dawsin to find a cupple of nice surprises. First was that Merna planted a bunch of flours around my house

First I gotta tell you a bit about my Unkle Walt. Well he ain’t reely my unkle. They say he’s my second cozzen once removed,

You ast why the feller I met on the Stewart and Cassyar calls that skirt of his a Futility kilt. Seems it goes back to

Next time I get a noshun to drive my own self from White Horse to Vicktoria, I want you to give my head a shake,

How many of you remember sitting in Murd Nicholson’s barber chair when you were three years old and scared of that first haircut? How many

I done it, Darrol. I found Unkle Walt! Well, to tell it true, he found me. I was down to Genral Delivry, like I been

I’m startin’ to think its true what they say about rich folks not bein’ like you and me. Not like me anyways, since I ain’t

Life has sure been some hecktick this past week. I sware, some days I been stirrin’ my stumps when it ain’t even noon yet. Not

By jingo Darrol, like the song goes, “was’nt that a party!” I told you last week The Widdow was havin’ a few folks drop by

So much fer the peace and qwiet of livin’ on a private island. Come Monday in the ayem, The Widdow was still in recovry mode

Dont know that I ever told you Darrol, but theres part of The Widdows island that still belongs to the govamint of Brutish Columbya. Its

Well we finely got some peace and qwiet back on the island. The big toys that was rippin’ up evrythink in site fer the past

I useta think there was’nt much I never seen at least the once, but boys-a-boys did I come in fer some surprize this week. It

Even at yer age Darrol, I reckon you heard the old sayin’ about be carefull what you wish, unlest you wanta live in interrestin’ times?

I was tellin’ you last time how a bunch of Constabbulary lads dropped in, with nary so much as a fone call first to see

Theres somethink been eatin’ my brain pan fer the past cuppla weeks I gotta tell you about, Darrol. Its that dang Maisy, the one that

Oh golly, I got a sad tail to tell you, Darrol. It started a cuppla nites back, when Maisy got into the cups again. Well

Let me tell you one thing, when it comes to gettin’ marryed up, they do things in Loss Vegas like no place else. If yer

By the time the carry’er pidgins make it up to the Youcon with this, Unkle Walts and Evas nupshuls will allready have came and went.

Three nights on a Loss Vayguss park bench left me some glad to see Eva and Unkle Walt back from Hawayii, brown as a pare

I must have grew some sea legs whilst we was in Loss Vayguss. The hole way home to Brutish Columbya, I did’nt upchuck in the

Got yer note, and by golly I thank you kindly fer that. Untill you ast, it did’nt don on me that you was still such

Darroll my son, did I ever tell you of the time we dang near done in Santa Claws? It was back in 19 and 45,

Judy Ratcliffe had just attended the funeral of a teaching colleague who died of leukemia when she saw a Global TV item about a Vancouver-based

For Andrea Simpson-Fowler, the show title Dancing Through Life sums up the goal of Leaping Feats Creative Danceworks and its partner organizations – to teach

Whitehorse-based Gwaandak Theatre will premiere its newest play, Café Daughter, in Dawson City this week. Written by Saskatoon playwright Kenneth T. Williams, it tells the

When Canada’s 15th Governor General, Lord Tweedsmuir, was simply a young Scottish diplomat and novelist named John Buchan, he couldn’t have imagined one of his