In Canada, There Are No Stars Without Gord

It has now been two years without Gord Downie. To borrow a phrase from David Bowie, the stars look very different today. I cannot be in the darkness of a northern night, looking up into that spectacular bowl of stars above, without thinking of the Tragically Hip frontman and poet extraordinaire Gord Downie. On this second anniversary of his death, we should all look up.

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Gord Downie of The Tragically Hip. Cobourg, Ontario. June 20/13 This is Gord, being Gord.

Thank you for the music, Gord. Canada loves their patron saint.

YOU CAN DONATE TO THE GORD DOWNIE FUND FOR BRAIN CANCER RESEARCH HERE.

YOU CAN DONATE TO THE GORD DOWNIE & CHANIE WENJACK FUND HERE.

I saw the constellations reveal themselves, one star at time…

By Kevin Craig

Author, Poet, Playwright. Author of The Camino Club, Billions of Beautiful Hearts, and Book of Dreams, all from Duet Books, the LGBTQ Young Adult imprint of Chicago Review Press. Other books: Pride Must Be A Place, Half Dead & Fully Broken, Burn Baby Burn Baby, The Reasons, Sebastian's Poet, and Summer on Fire.

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