Fraudulent tax collection scam attempts continue to be prevalent in Owen Sound and surrounding municipalities.
Callers posing as Canada Revenue Agency collectors call unsuspecting victims claiming that they owe a stated amount of money in tax arrears. The callers are often very aggressive and threaten arrest or other consequences if payment is not received immediately.
The caller provides direction on how payment is to be made, often through electronic money transfers. Seniors and other vulnerable people are often targeted.
A consultant from a local financial management firm, indicated that they assisted about 12 clients avert this scam attempt within the last week alone.
The Canada Revenue Agency and the Canadian Anti-fraud Centre are both...
By Cathy Hird
Borders are strange things. These lines on a map become walls that divide. Those who seek to flee unrest at home are finding these arbitrary lines to be chasms that are impossible to cross.
Politicians here and in Europe are facing public pressure on the one hand to allow people in, and on the other to stop the flow. Refugees pay the price. Crossing a boundary is never easy. So let me offer a difficult story...
-by Jon Farmer
When the geese begin to flock and the earliest leaves change colour on the trees I always think of the first days of school. Some of my strongest memories involve carrying a full load of school supplies into new classrooms. Even in my mid-twenties, the start of September makes me think of school. As students of all ages head into their classrooms for another academic year, it's the perfect time to ask why we send them off and what we expect them to learn.
For most of my childhood the purpose of school seemed obvious. It never occurred to me that there would be any other option. I was there to learn and hang out with people. The success of my time at school was measured in grades on report cards and laughter on the playground. I was never one of the 'cool kids' and my jokes fell flat so I focused my school time on class work and grades. It took me years to realize that tests might not actually be the best measure of my worth as a person.
by Kelly Babcock
Okay, I admit it. I'm getting old. Well, I'm getting older, my dad is old. But I'm getting to the point where I remember things fondly from my past, and when I tell younger souls about them they give me a quizzical look.
One of those things that I talk of fondly is the summer excursions I used to go on. Everyone knows about school bus trips; I experienced them during my education as well. And they were always more fun than just going to school. But they did not hold a candle to the summer excursions laid on by the Women's Institute of Kemble.
Why? I don't know. Perhaps it was because there would be no test the next day. Perhaps it was the amazing site of an entire village locking its doors and walking to the community centre in Sunday clothes on a Tuesday morning in early July to board a rumbling coach bus. Perhaps it was the fact that my grandparents were there with their friends. Perhaps it was the oddness of it. Perhaps it was ...
Well, who knows. But there was no thing like it in my short and sheltered life. And now that I'm older ...
The Alzheimer Society of Grey-Bruce is pleased to announce a brand new event this fall – our first-ever Masqued Ball.
"We are very excited to be offering this gala dinner, complete with dancing and live and silent auctions," said Executive Director Deborah Barker."It promises to be a great evening."
The dinner, being held at
CopyRight ©2015, ©2016, ©2017 of Hub Content
is held by content creators
