Wicked Ideas

Oscar Wants a Library for Elsipogtog: Meet Wicked Ideas’ new journalist.

I was just a toddler when I’d ask mom to tell me the story of Moses again and again. I’d be sitting bedside with my little brown feet swaying, wide eyed as I heard  the tale of Moses floating away in a basket...

Breaking free of history: Our true opportunities lie in front of us

It was past midnight on a cold January night in 1973 when the van rolled up to the entrance of Fredericton’s Lord Beaverbrook Hotel, an adequate hostelry that quite never lived up to its name. The gaggle of...

The call to serve: Kate Wallace’s thoughts on head, heart & home & the shot that ricocheted from Parliament Hill to St-Quentin

The cheery ringtone of my cell phone jarred me from my reverie. I was travelling by bus through northern New Brunswick on a golden autumn day in late October. My companions were 20 New Brunswickers under the...

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