I was driving the five minutes home from dropping off a friend as I saw several police cars zoom by westbound in front of me—we’re just one street away from the Danforth. I was woefully unaware of what was happening only five minutes away. Unaware, that is until the messages started pouring in. “Please tell me… Continue reading This IS Toronto. What Do We DO About It?
Father to two. Husband to one. Second to none.