Daughters, Dad and Road Trips

John Bradford

John Bradford

It is time to fill the void as a result of Brant News closing. Online...free...no flyers delivered... I'm ready. I have been in media for over 50 years: Television Broadcasting; Print Investigative and Photo Journalism ; a VERY brief turn in Radio; Cable Television; and now publishing a live Digital News Platform. My community board contributions have covered: Health Care (BGH, John Noble Home and Lansdowne Children's Centre); Post Secondary Education; Special Olympics, Sports Council; Victim Services; Rotary; and Physician Recruitment Task Force. Married with 3 daughters, 6 grandchildren, 5 step grandchildren, one great grandson and one step great grandson. My spare time passions include professional and amateur photography, soap stone carving, writing, travel and scuba diving as a Dive Master. Finally, I have served as a City Councillor for 4 years and as a community advocate/consultant for residents and local business for 8 years since then. Join us in sharing stories 4BRANT

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Daughters, Dad and Road Trips

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I’ve been a biker for 50 years. My first little sweetie was a beat-up Ariel Square Four, 1000cc kick start, 20 bucks. Of course, back then you could ride with a learner’s permit at 15. So, off to school I went, listening to the pieces rattling and littering the road behind me on the way
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The Consequence of a Brant ‘One-Voice Media Municipality’

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With our weekly newspaper Brant News closing, it is NOW dead… consumed by a desperate province-wide agreement between Post Media and TorStar headquarters. Radio news, ‘The Jewel’ is a shadow of its former presence as an understaffed news department with two excellent News Reporters, John Wehrstein and Rob Curwain, combined broadcasting on air around 20
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Caring…It starts with a sound…

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It could be police knocking at the door in the middle of the night…or a neighbour’s scream… footsteps squeaking in the dark…glass shattering in the back door…or the deafening silence in the baby’s crib…the trees groaning with the excessive weight swinging from feeble branches…the explosion, and that incessant ringing that follows…tires screeching, metal twisting, a
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