Forever fascinated with words, Dale held his school chums spellbound with his spontaneous stories. His poetry caused teachers to challenge his claim of authorship. It seemed natural that he would find his profession in communications. Dale has indulged his passion for words in both writing and public speaking - from Africa to the islands of the Caribbean, to crisscrossing the US, and from coast to coast in his native land of Canada.
Love of words and transparency of nature make for a wonderful mix. His communication is not cold, sterile, indifferent, or merely academic. The reality of the human condition - its strength and vulnerability, its passion both negative and positive, its hopelessness, and its redemption - is ever-present. His painful dislike of “mere religion” and passionate love of S/spirituality make for strong, pointed, aggressively honest, yet compassionate communication.
Publication was always a consideration, but remained on the fringe of consciousness. “Once words are published they are scattered to the wind, and there is no recovering them, no gathering them up again.” But now he has taken that leap into the unrecoverable world and has exposed his soul to the inevitable vulnerability. He has concluded that, tragically, the greatest books are not on the shelves of libraries but in the cemetery - unwritten and buried with those who carried them. With no desire to perpetuate that sadness, Dale’s magic with words is finally being presented in the published form.
Dale continues the attempt to perfect his “magicianship” from his home in the sleepy hamlet of Newburg, Ontario, Canada where he lives with his darling wife, Wenda, and their beautiful daughter, Darline- and of course, Buddy (Sir Buderick) their fifteen pound schnauzer who delights in “speaking his own words” to the neighbourhood cats that trespass his sanctuary.