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Into the Labyrinth

Mark Coakley ECW Press ePub

Into the Labyrinth

“Keep eye for hidden walls + secret doors.”

— An officer at the Molson building raid

At eight the next morning, a Barrie Police sergeant went to the Canadiana Room, a large area just south of the fermentation tanks, now used as the office for several DeRosa companies. The fancy-looking room had a fireplace, mahogany beams and a high ceiling; an Emergency Response officer from Bolton would later describe it as a “ritzy office.” The Canadiana Room — which looked as if it had been designed by an advertising agency — was where Molson’s guests had once been given free beer at the end of a tour.

The sergeant spoke to one of Bob DeRosa’s assistant property managers, telling him that nobody would be able to access their vehicles on the property. The assistant manager told the officer that would be a big inconvenience for the tenant trucking companies, with their “just in time” delivery schedules. The sergeant was sympathetic but would not change his position.

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CHAPTER 8: Further Excursions in the Grey Zone

Dr. Herbert Ho Ping Kong ECW Press ePub



The physician should not treat the disease, but the patient who is suffering from it.

— Maimonides

IN THE LAST CHAPTER, I REVIEWED a series of cases dealing with the complex challenges that physicians face in dealing with syndromes that cannot be clearly identified, despite the obvious physical and mental suffering they inflict on patients. In this chapter, I will look at a few cases in which we can make a firm diagnosis of physical illness, but offer no effective or lasting solution. Here, the art of medicine is likely to be measured by other factors — by the level of care, attention, empathy and advocacy a doctor brings to the bedside. Sadly, in such situations, it is often necessary to deliver bad news to these patients. But that, too, is an art that needs to be developed.

A FEW YEARS AGO, A COLLEAGUE at a nearby hospital referred a very difficult case to me. Marnie was a 40-year-old woman that had been diagnosed with Erdheim-Chester disease. First identified by two pathologists in the 1930s — Austrian Jakob Erdheim and American William Chester — the syndrome is characterized by excessive production of histiocytes, a type of white blood cell that the body normally deploys to fight infection. When histiocytes over-produce, however, they invade the body’s connective tissue and begin to play havoc with key organs, including the heart, bone, kidneys and liver.

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5.20 What Lies Beneath

Crissy Calhoun, Heather Vee ECW Press ePub

Damon: Did you think I was going to go on a rampage, slaughter a bunch of innocent people, go bowling with human heads? What’d you think I was gonna do?

Stefan: Hate me. I thought you would hate me.

5.20 What Lies Beneath

Original air date May 1, 2014

Written by Elisabeth R. Finch and Holly Brix Directed by Joshua Butler

Edited by Marc Pollon Cinematography by Michael Karasick

Guest cast Tamara Austin (Maria), Sonny Charles (Traveler #5), Chauncey A. Jenkins (Traveler #6), Brian Kinnett (Traveler #4), Alex Lukens (Traveler #3), Shelby McDaniel (Traveler #1), Anna Murphy (Traveler #2)

Previously on The Vampire Diaries Paul Wesley

As the Travelers hunt the doppelgängers, the doppelgängers hide out in a cabin in the woods … with a vengeful ghost.

When you’re on the run from an evil magic nomadic people and you could hide anywhere in the world, where do you go? Isolated cabin in the woods. It’s picturesque, perfect for boozing it up, and chock-full of opportunity for a ghost to get its vengeance.

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7: Earl Grey Junior High School: The Jades, The Esquires

Sharry Wilson ECW Press ePub

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When we got to Winnipeg

I checked in to school.

I wore white bucks on my feet

When I learned the golden rule.

The punches came fast and hard

Lying on my back in the schoolyard.

— Neil Young, “Don’t Be Denied”

IF THERE IS SUCH A thing as a gene for musical talent, Neil Young was blessed with it. He arrived in Winnipeg trailing a rich and diverse musical heritage. Both of his great-grandfathers on the Young side of the family boasted musical ability. Robert Paterson was a “better-than-average church tenor,” while John Young was “one of the great country fiddlers of his time and place.”1

The succeeding generation on both sides of Scott’s family produced an assortment of banjo players and country fiddlers, and Scott’s mother, Jean, played the piano and organ to much acclaim. After moving to Flin Flon in 1937 with her 11-year-old daughter Dorothy, Jean Young2 found work in the machine shop at Hudson Bay Mining and Smelting, a copper mine 901 kilometres north of Winnipeg, where she entertained the miners by playing piano and singing in the Legion Hall on Saturday nights.3 According to Neil, her duties at the mine included “handing out the metal ID tags to the miners before they descended and collecting them back, hanging them on nails in the wall of a little shack, when they finished their shift, thereby becoming the first to learn of a missing soul in the mine.”4 Neil recalls, “She was a valued member of the community, but more than that, she played a helluva honky-tonk piano.”5 She had committed to memory a wide-ranging repertoire of songs and would ask people to “just hum a few bars” of any request. After a long day at the mine, Granny Jean was known for “partying into the night, singing and playing a barroom piano or producing and playing in the local theatre productions she created.”6

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CHAPTER 2: Starting Out

Dr. Herbert Ho Ping Kong ECW Press ePub



The whole art of medicine is in observation … but to educate the eye to see, the ear to hear and the finger to feel takes time, and to make a beginning, to start a man on the right path, is all that you can do.

— Sir William Osler

I ALWAYS KNEW THAT I WOULD become a doctor.

I knew it not, as one might expect, because my parents coaxed me toward the profession, but because of my childhood nanny. Let me explain.

I was the third child born — in 1939 — into a family of 10 in Summerfield, a country town in the district of Clarendon, some distance from the Jamaican capital of Kingston. My parents were both Hakka Chinese, a minority that, through the centuries, has exerted enormous influence in China’s political and social history.

My grandfather had arrived a generation earlier from China to work in the Caribbean cane sugar fields as an indentured labourer — one unglorified step up from slave. In time, some 10,000 Chinese would settle in Jamaica and, through thrift and hard work, become prosperous, particularly in the retail trade. So prosperous, in fact, that by the mid-1960s, racial tensions with the indigenous Jamaican community were bubbling up.

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