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The accounts of Wednesday Night Salons in chronological order appear below. The task of archiving them is on-going . As stated elsewhere, it was not until the early 90s that we began to keep weekly records of discussions, therefore, there are, unfortunately, major gaps in the earlier chronicles.
Most, but not all, accounts until 2014 were written by our late Scribe, Herb Bercovitz, and edited as required, by Diana, however a number of other Wednesday Nighters also contributed their note-keeping talents on occasions when Herb was absent. Once Herb was no longer up to the task, no-one volunteered to execute the task with such absolute fidelity. Then COVID invaded our weekly gathering and pushed us to ZOOM, where we remain, and since then, the entries for Wednesday Night consist only of the “Prologues”. Chatham House rules prevail!
How many years ago did someone ask the question when would the Wednesday Night session # be the same as the year in whic ...
American Thanksgiving and with this week’s news from Washington, there is good reason to give thanks. President-el ...
Looking forward to welcoming Gloria Calhoun from Georgia back to WN after a long absence. Gloria is an historian of te ...
A particularly poignant Remembrance Day 2020; the commemoration of the Armistice with special emphasis on the 75th anniv ...
Biden and Trump Are Locked in Tight Race as Uncounted Votes Remain The worst possible outcome at the end of Election nig ...
Less than a week until the voting (but not the final count*) in arguably the most important election -anywhere- of the p ...
Breaking news – Snap election averted as Liberal government survives confidence vote in Commons. Bless the NDP; we ...
We have apparently survived the mystical 10-10-2020 as unscathed as is possible in today’s Covodian Trumpian world ...
In case anyone has been living in an isolated, soundproof environment for the last month. Vice-presidential debate: Wedn ...
There is, of course, no topic today other than Tuesday’s presidential debate – except for irate Montrealers ...