The Models of our Youth

I’m in Ottawa this weekend, on my way to an educational program at Queens for the next three weeks.  My mum has changed around the house in the past few months, and came across a couple of boxes of models.  “What,” she asked, “should I do with them?  They can’t take up room on my shelves forever.” So, humming the theme from Indiana Jones, I blew the … Continue reading The Models of our Youth