Opinion

It's Christmas time. A time of joy and happiness. A time for family and friends. A time for eggnog and leftover turkey. And a time for presents. When I was a child, images of war and famine were prevalent on the television screen.

The following is an updated version of a column that first appeared in the May 12, 2005 edition of the Citizen, shortly before the last Star Wars movie debuted in theatres: The Star Wars watch hasn't had a battery in it for more than 30 years.

Childhood memories differ from person to person - not the individual content mind you - but the way in which we hearken back to a time forgotten, best forgotten or sorely missed.

I went to buy my lotto at our local Save On. I met a lady with a baby on her back and a little girl not older than five or six. She looked up at me and I just melted (I have three rug rats of my own grandchildren). They were with the Sally Ann.

Hello. My name is Dan, and I am "that guy." You know, the guy who declared that "until the Brodsky and Thompson management team are replaced, I will not set foot in the CN Centre to cheer on the Cougars." Well, they're gone.

Merry Christmas, UNBC faculty. Here's your lump of coal. Arbitrator Stanley Lanyon has brought down a binding five-year contract on the university, offering a 10 per cent wage increase over five years. That boils down to a paltry .

I would like to commend Nathan Giede on his column regarding firearms and firearms owners in Canada. This article was obviously done with a great deal of research on the topic and was a very refreshing read that is based on facts, instead of fear.

I had to chortle when I read the article in The Citizen on Friday, Dec. 11 about the cost of DNA testing being downloaded on the city.

To suggest that I have been following this story with interest would be a mistake.

There is a certain serenity and comfort found in the darkness of December. The little white lights on the neighbourhood trees don't so much illuminate as provide a little tiny sparks of hope.