All posts by George Walters

George Walters is a Canadian columnist and author with more than forty years of writing experience. For over twenty years he has written a weekly column for Postmedia Network — Canada's largest newspaper chain — never missing a single week, publishing fifty-two stories a year. Combined with his work in Reader's Digest Community Voices, World News, Country Living, The Country Register, and farm and rural lifestyle magazines across Canada, he has published well over two thousand stories drawn from everyday life. He writes about farm work, fishing, old trucks, and the kind of people you only find in small towns — but just as likely he'll hand a voice to a weathered telephone pole, or turn his eye on something happening in the world today and tell you exactly what he thinks about it. No subject is off limits. If there's a story in it, George will find it. He has been called a philosopher of everyday life, a description that came up more than once during his television appearances over the years — and it's not hard to see why. His writing has a way of making the ordinary feel worth sitting with. He is the author of eleven books, including yearly short story collections and the Clay Moretti Files mystery series. Clay is a fifty-year-old private investigator who drives a 1967 Ford Galaxie, smokes cigars, and operates by a code the modern world gave up on a long time ago. The cases are present day. The man handling them is not. All titles are available in paperback and eBook on Amazon. Together, George and his wife Ruth have also created Elmer Finds His Way, the first in what he hopes will be a long series of children's books. Ruth did all the illustrations, as she has for every one of George's books — and beyond that she designed and painted the covers as well. Her work is woven into every page of everything he has published. A few words from readers: "I pulled up a kitchen chair and read your story three times." "You have a way of making a person homesick for a place they haven't been to." "Thank you for writing things that make old people and kids feel the same way at the same time." All my titles are available in paperback and eBook on Amazon.ca here.

Old Tales, Hot Coffee, and No Need to Hurry on Sunday, June 8/2025

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Good Morning… You know, thinking on things, I found that I was raised to listen more to the land than the news.

It’s a real nice-looking day here in cottage country. The sun is shining, and there’s hardly a breath of wind stirring through the pines. It’s the kind of day that makes you want to grab your coffee and head out to the front porch, just to take in everything nature has to offer.

Here’s your written weather forecast for Port Loring, Ontario


Today – Sunday, June 8

It’s shaping up to be a warm, hazy kind of day.
High: 78°F (26°C)
Skies will be mostly sunny with just a trace of haze, and not much wind to speak of.


Tonight

Mild and still.
Low: 59°F (15°C)
Might be a chance of a light sprinkle here or there, but nothing that’ll chase you indoors if you’re out enjoying the evening, and the air’ll stay calm.


Tomorrow – Monday, June 9

Cooler and a touch more unsettled.
High: 72°F (22°C)
Low: 55°F (13°C)
Expect a mix of sun and cloud, and a few scattered showers rolling through now and again. Not a washout by any means, just enough to keep the dust down and freshen up the woods along with giving our veggies a drink.

Highway 522 is quiet this morning, not much more than the odd pickup passing by now and then. But it is Sunday, after all, and most folks around here don’t do much more than sleep in, sip their coffee slow, and let the day find its own pace.

Bug Report:
Well, we still have a few of those pesky black flies roaming around, irritating folks as they go. And now the mosquitoes are starting to show up in full force. It’s nothing out of the ordinary for our area this time of year, but that said, one has to take the good with the not-so-good.

On Another Note:
My wife and I decided to take a little trip down to the western side of southern Ontario for a couple of days, just to see what the rest of the folks in this province are up to these days. We had a good time, all things considered—though I will say, the cost of things sure gave us a bit of sticker shock.

On our last day, we figured we’d grab a room for the night, but after checking into a Quality Inn—well, let’s just say we changed our minds. Believe it or not, they wanted $357.00 a night, plus tax and whatever extras they tack on. And to be honest, the room wasn’t all that nice. It didn’t smell quite right, the carpets could’ve used a good cleaning, and there was so much Febreze in the air, I don’t think my nose will be back to normal for a week.

So yep, after taking one look, we passed and headed on home. Sometimes your own bed, no matter how humble, beats any hotel room—especially one that tries to dress itself up with air freshener and high prices.

Another Thing We Noticed:
As much as I like the country, being an old farmer myself, I couldn’t help but notice how much chemical they’re pouring onto the fields down that way. Just driving along the back roads, the smell was strong enough to knock your hat off. I don’t think there’s a live bug left for twenty miles in any direction.

What really stuck with me was all the farmhouses, right smack in the middle of those fields being sprayed. One spot, near Collingwood, I saw a feller, I think it was a feller, hard to tell being dressed head to toe in white, respirator on, glasses, the whole get-up, walking around his house spraying like there was no tomorrow. But get this—the windows in the house were wide open.

Now, in my mind, that says something, doesn’t it? Wearing all that gear to protect yourself, but letting it drift straight into your home. Seems like folks are half-aware and half-asleep at the same time.

At any rate, farming these days sure isn’t what it used to be. The machines they’ve got now are monsters. One of those rigs would cost enough to feed four families for a year. And truth be told, I’d bet most of what they’re growing like corn, soy, whatever it is… isn’t even for us here in Canada. Most of it’s bound for export.

Kinda sad when you think about it. All that work, all that land, and yet we’re not feeding our own first. The whole system feels off-track.

I’ll tell you, as much as I hate saying it, I was glad to head back north. There’s something comforting about home. The air’s cleaner, the soil’s familiar, and things still make a bit more sense up here.

Oh, and one last thing—those farm homes aren’t the only ones sitting in the middle of all that spraying. What about the towns nearby, when the wind shifts and carries that stuff right into their backyards? Makes you wonder if anyone’s really thinking about the bigger picture.

With that, I’m off to enjoy the breakfast my lovely wife has made for me. After that, we’re planning some front porch sitting, savoring a hot cup of cocoa.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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Let the Fire Breathe: What We’ve Forgotten About the Forests

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These are my own thoughts from what I’ve seen and lived through. I’m sharing them to spark some thinking and honest conversation, not because I have all the answers.

Up here in the north, we know smoke, as we see it hanging low on the horizon, like a warning or a memory, depending on how you look at it. And we’ve sure seen more of it these last few years, fire after fire, hotter, wilder, burning faster than anyone seems ready for. Folks ask, “What can we do?” but maybe the better question is, “What did we used to do?”

You see, I’m an old timer. I’ve watched the land change, the seasons shift, and I remember when fire wasn’t such a villain. Back when I was a boy, there wasn’t much we could do when a wildfire broke out way out past the cutlines which wasn’t a bad thing. The forest burned, then came back greener. It was part of the cycle.

But long before my time, there were people here who knew fire better than we ever did… the Indigenous peoples, or as some still prefer, Native American Indians or First Nations, depending on the region. They understood fire not as an enemy, but as a living force. A teacher. A tool. Their communities practiced what’s now called cultural burning, setting small, cool fires in the early spring or fall to clear underbrush, bring back berries, open up hunting paths, and reduce the fuel that leads to the monster blazes we see now.

These weren’t random fires. They were careful, respectful, and tied deeply to the land and the seasons. Firekeepers would walk the ground, listen to the animals, smell the wind. They knew where to burn, how hot, and when to stop. And it worked, as the land stayed balanced. The trees weren’t so choked with brush, and the fires that did happen stayed low and manageable.

Then came the government bans. Fire suppression laws, mostly pushed in the early 1900s, outlawed traditional burning. Fire crews were trained to put out every flame. Planes, chemicals, bulldozers, all tools to fight something that maybe shouldn’t have always been fought. And sure, some fires had to be stopped. But by putting out every fire, year after year, we built up a problem: thick forests, dry dead fall, layers of fuel just waiting for one lightning strike or careless spark.

Now the fires are bigger than ever. They jump highways, climb trees like ladders, and send smoke across provinces. Our policies, made with good intentions maybe, but not much listening, have helped create conditions where fires don’t just burn, they rage. We traded slow, healing burns for uncontrollable infernos.

The sad truth is, we’re relearning what some communities never forgot. Indigenous fire keepers… the knowledge holders, are still out there, often unrecognized, still willing to teach if we’ll bother to ask. Some provinces are starting to invite them back to the table. It’s a start.

So no, I don’t think we should just sit back and let it all burn. But I do think it’s time we stop fighting fire with fear and start working with it, like we once did. It’s not about going back to the old days exactly, but about remembering the parts that worked. Letting fire breathe, in the right time and way, might just save our forests and us.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW


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Where the Coffee’s Hot and the Stories Are Homegrown on June 5/2025

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Out Back of our home.

Good Morning… You know, I have come to the conclusion, after all these years, that I trust dirt under my nails more than most advice.

Starting the day here in Port Loring, Ontario, we’ve got a blanket of thick clouds overhead. The good news is, it’s not too hot, and the rain has taken a break.

Here’s how the weather is shaping up.


Today (Thursday, June 5):
A mix of sun and cloud, with fog patches clearing later this morning. High of 77°F (25°C). UV index is 8, which is considered very high, so don’t forget to put on a long sleeve shirt.

Tonight:
Clear skies expected, with temperatures dipping to a low of about 52°F (11°C). Great for sleeping.

Tomorrow (Friday, June 6):
Mainly sunny to start, with increasing cloudiness early in the afternoon. There’s a 30% chance of showers overnight. High near 72°F (22°C), and a low around 54°F (12°C). Almost perfect.

Saturday, June 7:
A mix of sun and cloud is expected, with a high of approximately 72°F (22°C). The evening will bring cloudy periods, and the low will be about 50°F (10°C).


Looks like we’re in for some pleasant early summer weather.

Highway 522 is still pretty quiet, which is about normal for this time of year. That’ll change soon enough, though, once the kids get out of school for the summer. Give it a few weeks, and we’ll be dodging campers, boat trailers, and folks trying to read a map while making a left-hand turn with their signal on since Powassan. Just the way it is out here in the country.

Bug Report:
Well, the black flies haven’t been too bad for the past few days, mostly thanks to the cooler, damp weather. But I’ve got a feeling that’ll change today, with things warming up nicely, as it’s just the kind of weather they thrive in. And of course, the mosquitoes won’t be far behind, them blood sucking parasites.

That’s the deal with living up here in the north though, it’s a beautiful place, no doubt, but it comes with a few built-in tests of patience. And one thing’s for certain: anyone who steps outside this time of year gets their exercise, whether they want it or not, with swattin’ bugs like they’re threshin’ grain by hand.

On another note, yesterday my wife and I took the morning to clean our car. After winter, it was one heck of a mess inside and out. Now it looks brand-new. After we finished, I managed to get a coat of wax on the old girl too … not my wife, I mean the car. Got it all done just before the rain started. Nice rain, too, just what our vegetable plants, which we put in the ground a week ago, needed. Saved me from watering them by hand. Seems old Mother Nature knows exactly what to do and when to do it. Most of the time anyway, though occasionally she’s asleep at the switch. But she’s getting older too.

So what are you up today GW?

Well, seeing as our grass is growing leaps and bounds, my wife and I will tackle that next. That’ll take care of the morning. In the afternoon, after that workout, I suspect some front porch sittin’ or on our swing out back under the basswood tree with a cup of coffee will be in order. Why is that? Well, around here, you learn quick that no matter how much work you do, the day’s not done until you’ve had a good rest to appreciate it.

So with all that information out of the way, I am off for my morning breakfast that my little woman has made for me. Once I’ve had my fill, it’ll be time to rouse those old mowers.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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George Walters | [email protected]

Canada Needs to Hit Pause on Immigration — For Now

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These are my own thoughts from what I’ve seen and lived through. I’m sharing them to spark some thinking and honest conversation, not because I have all the answers.

Right now, here in Canada, we need to stop all immigration — unless someone brings something this country truly needs, like doctors, skilled trades, or professionals we’re short on. The thing is, we don’t have the infrastructure to support who’s already here, let alone more people. Hospitals are overcrowded, housing is limited, and basic services are stretched thin.

More so, anyone here illegally should be sent back. That’s not harsh — it’s common sense. If you come in the right way, fine. But if you break the rules, you don’t get to stay. We need to get back to enforcing the laws we already have.

We need to focus on rebuilding first, bring jobs and industries back home. Make sure people can see a doctor, find a place to live, and afford to feed their families. Only then should we even consider opening the door wider — and only if it makes sense for Canada.

We’ve been taken advantage of by a system that no longer serves the people it was built for. If we don’t fix it now, we risk heading toward collapse — rising crime, worsening healthcare, and more people left to suffer on the streets.

The new Strong Borders Act is a small step in the right direction as it targets fraudulent asylum claims and holds people accountable. That’s what we need more of, a smart, firm action that puts Canadians first.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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In Closing, I Would Like to Wish You Well!

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Where We’re Headed: A Plainspoken Truth

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These are my own thoughts from what I’ve seen and lived through. I’m sharing them to spark some thinking and honest conversation, not because I have all the answers.

Governments do not do what they should. Never have, never will. They look out for themselves. Trillions of dollars are wasted, far as I can tell, on things that do not matter to the everyday person. And along with that, big corporations have been pulling the strings since the beginning of time. They hand out just enough to keep folks quiet, then carry on doing what benefits them, not us.

The proof, as they say, is in the pudding. First, they brought in marijuana. Now you can find alcohol in just about every store on every corner. And while they claim it is all about choice and freedom, the truth is, if you use that stuff too much — and many do — it kills brain cells. That is no secret, and in my mind, that is exactly what the powers that be want. Keep people dulled down, foggy, and easier to control.

Now take street drugs. In some areas, they are handing out free drugs and needles, saying it saves lives. That doesn’t sit right with me, all it does is keep people hooked. And if you ask me, the ones pushing that message, acting like it is some kind of great, life-saving solution, well, they sound a lot like the ones profiting from it. That is how I see it. What they should be doing is getting these folks into proper places to dry out. Give them a clean slate. Help the ones who still have their minds find a job and build a life. The money they are spending handing out drugs and needles would more than cover the cost of doing it the right way.

Then there are our laws. Too many of them cause more harm than good. I have seen police worn down and fed up. They put their lives on the line every day, arresting criminals, only to see the courts turn around and let them walk. All that work just tossed aside. Makes you wonder where this country is really heading.

And taxes, that’s another biggie. The powers that be saying, that they are necessary, but most of that money, in my eyes, is wasted again on things that are not needed. We should be bringing business back home, right here to Canada. Stop relying on other countries to carry us. Put our people back to work. That would make us stronger, but not if everything else stays broken like it is.

Schools are another mess. They say they need more teachers, but then they turn around and make it, so kids do not even have to write exams at the end of the year. What kind of learning is that? Truth told, a lot of these kids are not being taught much of anything. Just another waste of the working person’s money.

And like I have said many times, if we want this country to flourish, we need to stop taxing the working man and woman’s paychecks. Not a single cent should be taken. That money was earned by them, not the suits sitting in offices drawing a salary off the backs of folks who do the real work. All those government buildings, all those salaries, millions and millions spent just to keep it all running. That is where the waste is.

Truth is, I believe half or more of those government jobs could be done away with and things would run just the same, maybe even better. I would wager a lot of them do not contribute much of anything all year long, except figuring out new ways to take more of the working man’s wages. The thing is, we have more people in government jobs that are not needed than we have soldiers in the entire military. No wonder we cannot meet our goals at the UN.

I will be honest. I do not know where we are heading anymore, and that is the part that worries me. Not only that, but I believe deep down the powers that be want regular folks to stay uneducated. Because if people ever got a clear head and a good education, they would see exactly what is going on. And when that day comes, the ones in charge will not last long. Folks would finally wake up, and those same suits would be out of a job.

Anyway, that is how I see it. I go by what I have lived and what I have seen. My gut has served me well for over seventy some years, and I trust it more than anything I hear coming out of their mouths.

“Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive.” GW

All my books are available on my Amazon Author Page.

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In Closing, I Would Like to Wish You Well!

George Walters | [email protected]