Wednesday, October 28, 2026

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Feature/ProfileGuest ContributionsOn the Road with Mike Murchison

This trucker aging like a fine wine

I find as I age, I don’t expect much from people anymore.

It’s not that I’m writing them off; it’s just that I have learned over the years that I have to deal with people where they are standing, whether they be high on the mountain or deep in the valley.

As a young man full of gas and gun powder, it was more a question along the lines of “What can they do for me?” Or, “How do I give my best ‘shuck and jive?”

I often shrugged off the concerns of others simply because addressing those concerns didn’t suit my needs. But that’s where aging has wonderful insights.

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Guest ContributionsLaugh a Little

Confessions of a Young Offender: The Great West Mountain Flood of 1967

During the summer of 1966, I started to lose interest in the things I enjoyed doing at the time, like building skyscrapers and other structures with my girder and panel sets and Stalox mini-brick sets, reading about the universe, swimming up at the Westmount pool, and being a general shit-disturber in school.

I wanted something better. Something more exciting.

I wanted adventure.

Then I learned that a group of my old buddies had taken up smoking. That sounded pretty kewl to me at the time, so I ventured up to the spot where they were known to hang out and started bumming cigarettes from them to prove that I, too, could be super-kewl.

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Honest Cabbie made my night

When he reached my destination, the meter was up around $16, so I handed him a 20 and said, “Keep the change.”

At least, I thought it was a twenty. But I had a roll of bills in my front pocket, had knocked back a few drinks, and didn’t have my glasses on.

At this point, the 10-year City Taxi driver separated the twenty into TWO $20 bills, held them up in the air and said nicely, “You want me to keep the change on this?

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Guest ContributionsOpinion/Column

Taxi industry insurer submission on the significance of training

Baird MacGregor, as one of the preeminent insurers of Taxi and Limo drivers in Toronto for more than four decades, takes the opportunity of this Review to remind the City of its commitment to design and implement a driver training and testing program. This program should include defensive driving and in-car components, as recommended by its own “Framework for Change.”[3]

By doing so, Toronto can help stabilize its critical passenger transportation infrastructure by keeping insurers engaged inside its boundaries.

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Feature/ProfileGuest ContributionsOn the Road with Mike Murchison

There is more than one kind of shortage making life painful for people in 2021

With the truck in the nearby Peterbilt dealership, I needed a place to stay. With no means of, transportation I picked the closes place. Across the 4 lanes of highway 395. A two mile walk from the dealership. It was there where the dealer rep dropped me off, and the adventure began.

It wasn’t the nicest motel. Somewhat rundown, questionable characters lurking around. Cigarette butts everywhere and vehicles came and went all hours of the night.

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Why do the British drive on the left?

Have you ever wondered why the British drive on the left?

There is an historical reason for this; it’s all to do with keeping your sword hand free!

In the Middle Ages you never knew who you were going to meet when travelling on horseback. Most people are right-handed, so if a stranger passed by on the right of you, your right hand would be free to use your sword if required. (Similarly, medieval castle staircases spiral in a clockwise direction going upwards, so the defending soldiers would be able to stab down around the twist but those attacking (going up the stairs) would not.)

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Feature/ProfileGuest ContributionsTaxi industry news

My Worst-Ever Incident with a Dispatcher

Often, he was amusing and he had an understated comical way of expressing himself. And he’d play pranks on the radio. A French Canadian from Montreal, Jesse would say that he came to Toronto “by skating up the St. Lawrence in the wintertime.” Or, gratuitously, he’d say something like, “Nineteen-nineteen, we’ve just had a lady phone Foobler Taxi who says she lost her dog in your car. It’s a big black dog, four feet high and 150 pounds. Would you look in your back seat and see if it’s there?” It doesn’t seem that funny when it’s written, but Jesse deadpanned it in a way that made it hilarious.

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