Sixty-four years ago today

At the end of 1951 at the age of twenty-six my father came to this country, the reasons he chose to settle in Montreal are not completely clear to me, but I know that a large part of it had to do with that he spoke French and knew no English when he landed in…

What goes around…comes back around for St. Patrick’s Day

There are times when you just have a feeling you have to either make that phone call to the local radio station or in my case it was simply filling in a form and clicking submit. Why was it that at the end of last week or the beginning of this one that I had…

In the gardens of the exiled, or, the Ukrainian diaspora

When one lives in a garden of one’s own creation, be it through absolute necessity, as it was for parents of many active members of the Ukrainian Diaspora, or because you live in that garden by default for generations and have tried to maintain that garden of culture, ethnicity and language, one can not deny…

A small gift to one man

Some time ago, a friend of mine asked me to do her a favour, and when she told me what she wanted from me naturally I said, “Sure!” But this wasn’t a simple “sure” it was an extremely committed sure, and with good reason. She had asked me to write a piece on the Ukrainian…

Montreal film-maker receives another accolade for Genocide Revealed

A while back on a day that wasn’t the greatest of weather, I headed off to pay a visit to an old friend of mine. On my way there I got an e-mail from my producer and friend of Nash Holos. “Vasyl, why don’t you just do the interview with him over Skype?” she wrote…

Montreal’s Ukrainian Festival Organizers have gone astray!

One of the first thing’s I received in my e-mail today was about the arrest and detention of Ukrainian historian Ruslan Zabiliy who just happened to working on a piece of history that Moscow and the current Moscow friendly regime in Ukraine would rather wish never existed. UPA or the Ukrainian Insurgent Army. This news…

Hitting the Airwaves Internationally With Kultural Capsule

Many years ago due to the barbaric political murder of a journalist friend of mine Georgiy Gongadze and the events that transpired over the months after his death, I was interviewed by a

Моя історія – не історія англосаксонського канадця

Місяць тому перед Різдвяних Свят по новому каландарю зустрінувся з двома однокласниками. Одних із них я не бачив, мабуть, з початок 80-их років. Друого частіше бачу, він став сусідом моєї мами та його доня товарешує з моєю плиміницею. Вз’яли собі гальби пива, та пішла розмова та запитів про все що перейшло протягом всіх тих років…

A new decade is upon us

I am sure that anyone who reads my blog, and I know that there may be one or two of you left, and this is not surprising. Due to my inactivity and my departure from Ukraine for an undetermined amount of time, I find it difficult to write about an environment that I have been…

A New Revolution

Yesterday I was sitting in on a meeting between the Director of Democratic Initiatives Foundation and Vakhtang Kipiani, a leading Ukrainian journalist and probably an individual with the largest personal collection of Ukrainian Samvydav in the world. We were discussing a project that relates to the changes that started to take place during perebudova but…