Today is my brother Mark’s birthday. Something I wouldn’t normally remember since we weren’t much for celebrating such occasions in our house. Mother believed that age was far less important than how you spent your time, and since we were always working on our family business together, we learned to celebrate life accomplishments instead. The…

Brother Mark took everyone from our tour department out for lunch and an impromptu review of our preparations for the upcoming tour season. Everyone was most appreciative of the lovely meal and the conscientious staff at the Sheraton who allowed us to carry on with our meetings even after the restaurant closed for the afternoon.…

Carl laughed when I started to introduce yet another “Great story” to a group we were escorting across the island last year; “Have you ever told a story that wasn’t a “Great Story”, Andrew? I dare say you’d make rocks look interesting!” Funny you should mention that Carl, because I do have some interesting geology…

Remember the story I wrote about the Hutton Family – ‘Somethin for Hutton’? Well, I just found the lyrics to the song Carl Hutton wrote after we co hosted our first island wide tour this summer. Those of you who met Carl will certainly appreciate the words and the link to his original recording –…

We recently discovered that my mother’s people have a strain of aboriginal blood coursing through their veins – just as I suspect many Newfoundlanders can also claim. It seems that our great, great, great Grandfather on the Murphy side of the family (Catalina / Gambo ) married a girl by the name of Alice MacDonald…