If you don’t know who Stan Rogers is, and you consider yourself any kind of fan of folk music (or fancy yourself a real Canadian) do a little research on the man. In Nova Scotia we grew up with a certain reverence for Stan, but as I moved west to Toronto (yup, like Finch) I found that he was less well-known in his home province than in the Atlantic provinces.

I was eight when Stan died, and don’t remember it, but I know it affected my father deeply. It’s one thing when a cherished musician dies; it’s another when he dies tragically & too young. Now, when I hear his music or read about him, I find myself missing him.

Find out for yourself.