Small town protest life and Fifty Grades of Grain

The Jacksons: From the May 7 issue of the Manitoba Co-operator

Andrew Jackson leaned back in his chair and took a sip of the coffee that the dark-haired young server with the silver nose ring had just poured for him. He set his cup down on the table before he spoke. “I’m looking across the street,” he said, peering out of the window, “and there appears


Weather predictions and cursing smartphones

The Jacksons: From the April 23 issue of the Manitoba Co-operator

Something is wrong with this picture.” Randy Jackson shielded his eyes as a gust of wind blew dust from the truck bed into his face. The tailgate on which he and Andrew and Brady sat creaked as he shifted his weight. “It’s not normal,” he concluded. “What’s not normal?” asked Brady. “The weather,” said Randy.

Fruit sniffing dogs and tales of Mexico

The Jacksons, from the Apr. 9, 2015 issue of the Manitoba Co-operator

So, how was Mexico?” Andrew Jackson leaned back in his chair and took a sip of coffee. Rose, who was in the chair next to his did the same as the two of them waited for a reply to Andrew’s question. Their friends, Grant and Karen Toews, who sat across the table from them, looked


Catching a Jets game… and avoiding IKEA

The Jacksons, from the Mar. 26, 2015 issue of the Manitoba Co-operator

Everything we need,” said Rose Jackson, “we can buy at Ikea.” Andrew laid his newspaper on the table and pondered his wife’s statement for a moment. “I suppose you’re right,” he said, “but you are ignoring the terrible negative consequence of following such a plan.” “Am I?” said Rose. “What terrible negative consequence would there

On the educational value of Sesame Street

The Jacksons, from the Mar. 13, 2015 issue of the Manitoba Co-operator

What’cha makin’ there Allie?” Jennifer Jackson pulled a chair away from the table and sat down as she spoke, smoothing her tousled hair with her right hand and smothering a yawn with her left. Her niece Allison looked up from the bowl in which she was vigorously mixing her imaginary ingredients. “I’m making veggie half-burgers,”


The ‘serious effort’ of losing an election

The Jacksons, from the Feb. 26, 2015 issue of the Manitoba Co-operator

All I’m saying,” said the stranger who was sitting in the window chair at Andrew’s usual table in the café, “is that I expect it to be like watching the last 30 seconds of the Super Bowl. We’ll be shaking our heads and thinking, ‘Dude, it looks like you lost on purpose!’” Andrew set his

Morning breakfast after the party

The Jacksons, from the Feb. 12, 2015 issue of the Manitoba Co-operator

Good morning Mom.” Jennifer Jackson yawned widely as she appeared in the dining room where her mother Rose was seated at the table reading a newspaper and enjoying her morning cup of coffee. Rose looked up from her paper. “Good morning sweetie,” she said. “How was your sleep?” Jennifer yawned again and ran her fingers


A warm January, with no roving bands of coyotes

The Jacksons, from the Jan. 29, 2015 issue of the Manitoba Co-operator

I keep expecting to hear geese flying overhead.” Brady Jackson looked up at the sky through the curved glass walls of his parents’ brand new sunroom. “It feels absolutely like spring out there.” “It certainly looks like spring,” said Andrew. “Early spring. Grey and dreary and mucky.” “I don’t like it,” said Rose. “It’s too

Fuel-efficiency and the tarsands last gasp

The Jacksons, from the Jan. 15, 2015 issue of the Manitoba Co-operator

So I see you drove over here Andrew,” said Grant Toews as he leaned back in his chair and picked up his cup of coffee to take a drink. “Three blocks too long of a walk for you? Or did you just not want to put on your warm socks this morning?” Andrew Jackson looked