For my last article of 2019. I want to tell you about something I witnessed this season and feel compelled to share it with you.
He was in a coffee shop. People are always in coffee shops. He was just charging his phone; it seemed and drinking coffee. Sightseeing? He sat there for a bit. Skaters were enjoying the ice rink in the downtown core of Kingston.
His day looked lovely, and he looked lovely from his reflection in the front window. I could tell he thought so.
He stood up. Offered a mature woman, his chair and stepped out into the street. Families were still skating. The sun was shining, but it was cold.
He sat his travel bags down. That’s when he noticed the young woman sitting on the stairs of a local eatery. It looked like she was crying. That’s at least what I thought. Did no one else notice her tears? Perhaps just a few folk, like the woman in the window seat inside the restaurant.
He offered her a cigarette. He gave her more. She was crying. Really tough day for her. She had been sitting there almost an hour before one guy showed up with a smoke and a shoulder.
She couldn’t believe someone stopped. You could see it in her face. Then a resounding, “My Mother just died!” She broke, and the tears flowed. She was in shock. The words were fresh out of her mouth. Still, her stranger stayed strong. There may have been a chuckle or two before she inevitably passed out.
I didn’t know what to do. I was witnessing a real broken heart and real broken dreams. Finally, people came out of the restaurant to lend a hand. 911 was called. Her husband was called. Nosey people were now coming in to gawk. I asked them to move on and give her space.
She was in mourning. In shock. She consciously called for her stranger. He shouted, “I’m here. You’re going to be all right.” The door shut to the ambulance. Amanda’s husband had arrived just in time. “She’s on her way to….”, and the voice faded from my ear. The husband gave the stranger a heartfelt-thank you.
The ambulance sped away. The streets quickly turned back into a place of smiles. It was cold, and snow began to fall. Peace on Earth and Good Will Towards Men? It took a bit, but it was there. People had stepped up. Helped out. Lent what they had to make her comfortable.
Don’t let them tell you we can’t love. We can’t get along. We can’t get things done.
I’ll never forget her face. It’s imprinted on my brain. I hope she knew how much everyone cared. It just takes a moment to make a difference. Let’s get on with a lot more of that this new year.
Editor Bruce Law
Hair by Nick Folco @ Providence Peterborough
Beard of January will be announced January 1st 2020.
Beard of the Year will be announced January 5th
Bruce will be back January 15th with an all new season of Bruce in the City!
Happy Holidays from the WWW.BRUCEINTHECITY.COM team!
Let me just get real for you all for just a quick moment. You all know this last couple of years I’ve been going through alot of personal changes. I was in a relationship that in spite of effort from both ends of the supper table our differences of personality and mentality enevitably was its doom. I was needing change in my life. Big changes in lifestyle. Big changes in expressing who I had become.
Bruce in the City the man was coming of age and he no longer wanted to fit in a mold that was fashioned by somebody else. In walked Tony. One badass dude who I had decided after my very public breakup getting poked by him was just what my demons had ordered.
I needed to find my personal alleluia and my new friend Tony the badass body piercer was about to afford me just the right experience mentally and physically to give pain and heartache its fuck you. I thought the experience warranted a Q and A with Tony. Here it is. Rock on!
Bruce: You recently gave me my first nipple piercing. Tell me when this world of metal expression began?
Tony: I was interested in the tattoo world as a teenager and started getting piercings myself and after a while that didn’t satisfy my craving so in my early 20’s I learned how to pierce.
Bruce: What was it about piercing that captivated you?
Tony: Really it was about my satisfaction of doing something to someone else that could be non permanent and having it enhance and draw attention to the natural features of people , these day’s so much more.
Bruce: My first piercing was intensely significant. It meant something very profound to me. It was pain I controlled for a change. I wanted it. I wanted You to give it to me. I mentioned to you its significance and your understanding of that was totally Satan and I new you were the right piercer for me. “I will experience lifes pain but I am capable of healing from that pain” In reference to my Grandmothers death.
Tony: Its my favorite part of piercing people is making a connection with them, learning who they are sometime’s people have very specific reason’s for wanting a piercing and I am happy to provide that for them.
Bruce: Not long after I needed my second nipple pierced. Why? Because it was an insanely erotic and empowering experience the first time. I felt instantly bonded in comerodery with you, Tony. I mentioned to you it had an S & M quality in the experience. Not because of anything you did outside off just piercing me but so much from within me bubbled over like emotional lava. I felt a new fetish give birth into my life. Thoughts?
Tony: Yes definately some piercings are fetish related , some piercings were born of the fetish world.
Bruce: Spill it. What’s your favorite piercing to do?
Tony: My favorite piercing to do is the one on the client who is super happy afterwards and is smiling.
Bruce: Well in spite of the fact we barely know each other at all. I’m really satisfied you were who I chose to pierce me. You were professional, engaging and just enough badass to dignify this important life moment for me and I’m grateful. Its awesome you work along side your bro at Mike’s Tattoo parlor. How many years we talkin?
Tony: I have been piercing for just over 23 years and have worked with Mike in the past and have been working with him again for the last 10 years, it’s great working with my older brother , we get to hang out everyday and do stupid brother shit lol.
Bruce: That’s fucking awesome. Now for the big question! Now that we’ve done the QA, should I get me a PA…..
To be continued!
Author and Interviewer Bruce Christopher
Personal Assistant Justin Francis (Justice)
Editor & Publicist Bruce Law
Hair for Bruce Christopher by Nick Folco Providence Peterborough Ontario
A special guest writer articulates her take on being submissive. Thanks for your submission.
Strength in submission
The anticipation has my blood pumping; breathing is more rapid and there’s still a couple of hours to go. Listening to music that would normally be associated with what might be on a Domme’s playlist; I realize how strong and amazing I feel from being submissive. I’ll wake up tomorrow feeling like a bad ass woman from tonight’s experience. I can be stronger and more confident at my job from giving everything over to Him.
It’s everything I need and yet I don’t know what is in store. My heart is racing now…. my brain is spinning… that’s how good it is without even being close. I patiently wait instruction while in an absolute state of serotonin overload – with each message another head rush. There’s still hours before we meet.
I slowly get ready, shower and shave – perfection for that is what’s expected I assume. I succumb to a glass of wine because I’m nervous. It’s freezing outside so I’ll be honest what I’m wearing is for warmth…. I transit so I can mentally relax…listening to that playlist the door man inquired who I’m to see and I wait. I’m buzzed through and enter the elevator; I enter the lair and I’m His.
He is kind but his energy is commanding. I’m sure he can tell I’m nervous he offers me a drink, and the chat is short. I’m naked within minutes;he is caring and astute.
Hey guys! Thanks for visiting my blog. If your a Bruce in the City newbie…hold on tight. If you are a registered reader…welcome back! This week I’ve decided to let my guest say it all in her own words. Last week as a bit of a switch-up, I did the same with my guest. Just let her have to it. I really enjoyed reading her story, and this week is no different. Please welcome a fabulous little photographer by the name of Trishelle Diamond.
Bruce: It’s so great to check out your photography. Where does this all begin for you?
Trishelle: Do you ever see life like it is through the eye of a lens?
Bruce: Well, like I wear glasses. If you know what I mean. Would you say you’ve found your life passion?
Trishelle: My passion is photography. That is how I look at life as it passes by.
Bruce: Tell me, Trishelle, how did you get started?
Trishelle: I started out just using my cellphone and realized I really love taking pictures.
Bruce: I know, right? Selfies are the new autograph.
Trishelle: Right, so I invested in my first camera.
Bruce: Wow! What a big difference. I bet!
Trishelle: I’ve been taking pics for 6 years already.
Bruce: Well, that’s amazing. You know my blog turns 10 next year?!? I just think time flies, like when you’re surfing the net or eating at a buffet. Maybe you can come to celebrate the goodness of me. Boom Baby! Just a reference to The Emperor’s New Groove. Seriously, my favourite animation. Well, like we’re talking top 5, at least.
So your photography…
Trishelle: Yes, I consider myself an amateur photographer. Even still, I’m always looking for something to capture.
Bruce: Well, you’ve certainly captured me. What’s your circle of support look like?
Trishelle: I have a wonderful husband who supports me with his ideas for pictures.
Bruce: Well, there’s no need to be braggadocious. How does he support you?
Trishelle: We drive across Canada and the US, looking for subjects. I take pictures of landscapes, sunsets, and people. I love trying to capture just about anything for action shots.
Bruce: Like what?
Trishelle: I have done weddings, birthdays, Moms-to-be, newborns, & family portraits. I also do a bit of media work, emergency situations, such as fires or car accidents. Hurricanes and tornados and severe flooding are near the top of my bucket list.
Bruce: Very cool. Your artistic integrity seems very important to you.
Trishelle: My camera is essential to me, and having people enjoy my work is my high, and makes me extremely happy.
Bruce: I almost forgot to ask. What’s your company name?
Trishelle: My company is Pearl Diamond Photography.
That’s great! Speaking of the passing of time… this time with you just flew by1. So there you have it, short and sweet, just like me. Thanks for sharing your passion with us. I really enjoy photography too. Well, mostly taking pictures of myself. We all have our passions!
Writer: Bruce Christopher
Editor & Publicist: Bruce Law
Hair for Bruce Christopher by Nick Folco @ Providence Peterborough.
Holy crap! I cant believe I’m about to announce the final bearded fellow for 2019. What a year of amazing beards,amazing stories and inspiring men. The winner for beard of the year will be announced the second sunday in January 2020. But first I’d like you to meet Quinn. @quinn.patrick
Hes a talented artist local to the Peterborough area in ontario canada. Hes also a natural with cosmetics. Quinn enjoys the outdoors and you can often find him out in nature. He was always an artist. Quinn also plays around with his guitar. That’s pretty cool actually. Hes a hottie! Go and vote for Quinn now. Sign up for my instagram account @bruceinthecity and hit the like button on this post there. Happy holidays to all my bearded brothers! I cant wait to see who has the most votes and becomes the new Beard Ambassador 2019/2020!
I do a lot of talkin’. It’s what I do. This past month I was blown away by something I saw. I’d like to call her the Angel Lady. Then I discovered there were two. An Angel Lady times two. Changing the lives of a community-in-need and specifically one man in need. Please welcome a local young woman as my guest writer this week. I asked her to share her story, and I’m sure glad she agreed. In these dark times, kindness is such a rare gift. Introducing Sheala McLeod and her dear friend Penny and their story of hope, love, and compassion.
Penny and I bonded over our mutual hatred of the vast amount of wasted food in the restaurant industry. It was disheartening to throw away full meals when ten steps in front of the restaurant someone was begging for food on the street. As a solution, we began to package all of the untouched food our customers left behind. We would bring it to the tent city at the end of our shift. However, 2 homeless people, in particular, would get first dibs on all of the food. Dean and Dougie.
Dean and Dougie share the corner of Charlotte and Water, a corner known around town as “Dougie’s Corner.” However, most days, you would only find Dean sitting there. Penny and I taught the rest of the servers to save untouched food and bring it to the homeless, but it felt like we weren’t doing enough for our resident street guest.
Penny and I are inseparable. Every morning we go for coffee and drive around the city. Last week we were doing what we always do, dancing like idiots, drinking coffee, and driving around when we passed “Dougie’s Corner” and saw our buddy Dean panhandling. At first, we reach for our wallets and scrambling to find change before we ran out of time, but looking at Dean, it was clear that he didn’t need change, he needed a change of clothes. This was especially evident when he stood up, and we noticed he had holes all throughout his pants, and the butt was almost entirely missing. Knowing how frigid our winters are, I pointed out his pants to Penny. I asked the simple question, “Should we take him shopping?” to which Penny ecstatically responded, “Absolutely!”
We pulled over and asked Dean if he would like us to take him shopping; he responded sweetly, “That would be great, thank you.” We let him in the car, passed him a smoke and headed for Talize, stopping quickly for some McDonald’s and hot coffee. On our drive, we bonded with Dean. He shared insights into the reality of life on the streets and its clear he’s no different than anyone else. He had fallen into the wrong crowd at the wrong time. Shopping with Dean was easy. He wasn’t picky, he just wanted clothes that fit right and would keep him warm. We spent less than an hour in Talize and had completely filled a cart of items to keep Dean warm this winter. The last thing we needed to get Dean was proper winter boots as his were full of holes, let water in and caused his feet to freeze. Knowing that sometimes Dean would sleep outside and seeing the snow on the ground, we knew this wasn’t an item to get second hand. Luckily, Canadian Tire falls right beside Talize, so it was only a short trip over. We bought Dean proper winter boots, good up to -35 degrees, and water wicking socks to keep his feet warm. That was the end of our shopping trip, but the beginning of a great friendship with Dean.
When we dropped Dean off, we told him he could come into the restaurant at any time to get a warm meal, or if he just wanted to talk. Two days later, in fact, he visited me at the restaurant for some lunch and to let me know some fantastic news. Dean was able to get his old job back labouring, now that he had proper clothes. I was elated! Penny was too, our simple act of kindness presented Dean with the possibility of improving his life significantly!
That’s our story! We helped out a person in need, gained a friend, and had a positive impact on someone’s life. If you ask me that is the best gift someone could give.