Throwback to Oakridge Acres

It’s been over a month since we moved into our new home in the Sifton Centre. The drive west down Oxford always hits me with a wave of nostalgia when I get to Oakridge Acres, Canada’s First Planned Community and one of my dad’s proudest achievements.
The design of this community was well before my time, in the fifties. My dad had just incorporated Sifton and the economy was in an upswing. Families were getting bigger and needed homes and communities built to last.

New Year, New Home

It’s official! This year, the Sifton team and I have gone green(er!) with our move to West 5! This move is very bittersweet. 195 Dufferin has been our home for twenty years and I love being downtown. I’m honoured and humbled to have had the opportunity to help transform downtown London over the years, including the construction of our iconic and beloved One London Place. This part of the city has transformed us as much as we’ve transformed it.

Townhomes Powered by the Sun

As a seasoned builder, I’ve known for a long time that a home is much more than the sum of its parts. Smiles, laughs and lullabies greatly outweigh bricks and beams. I’ve always known that it’s not just mortar that holds a house together; every hushed late night laugh, every birthday candle and every Cheerio tossed by a toddler are all indispensable components of what we call “home.

Mindful Munching

Sometimes, the way forward is the way back. Our grandparents may not have known it at the time, but the fact that they had no other choice but to grow up eating locally grown food probably did wonders for their health, the local economy and the environment.

Nature 365

I can’t even begin to express how lucky I am to have spent my childhood in Southwestern Ontario. I got to play in four vividly distinct seasons. In the winter, my mom would bundle me up tightly in layer after layer before letting me run outside to build snow forts with my friends. I remember pausing before crawling in to my newly made fort for the first time, just to admire it from behind my frosty breath lingering in the crisp winter air.

Green for the Win

Growing up, if we wanted to go somewhere, we’d have to walk or ride our bikes. My friends and I used to walk to school each day, rain or shine, and ride our bikes to the park or to the corner store if our parents sent us out on errands. Some of my best childhood memories are of the jokes and stories my friends and I would tell and the adventures we’d find ourselves in on our way to and from the park.

Pop Cans

When I was in grade 10, my geography teacher was kind enough to help us start a recycling program at our school. We were the “Clean Team.” Back then, it was just pop cans, but it was a start. It was our mission to make sure that not a single pop was found in the garbage. We made posters, transformed garbage cans into makeshift recycling bins and made a monthly trip to Zubick’s Scrap Metal to turn our tin into cash.

Car Sharing

Car Sharing

The Sunday drive has been a long cherished tradition in many families. I remember when my grandparents would squeeze us kids into the back seat for a scenic drive out into the country. We had a favourite spot where we always stopped for homemade ice cream. It was the journey, not the destination. It was telling jokes, playing “I spy”, and racing to eat our double-fudge scoop before it melted on a hot summer’s day.