A Life Well-Lived, A Challenge Unexpected 

I was born in England, but in 1968, my family immigrated to Canada and settled on Vancouver Island. I grew up in Duncan, BC, and later pursued a degree in economics at the University of British Columbia. My career spanned years in government, working at both the provincial and federal levels, with a brief stint in Vietnam focusing on tax policy reforms. 

Life was good—productive, fulfilling, and active. I enjoyed sailing, cycling, and tennis. But in 2013, something changed. My walking started to feel off, and my shoulder began to freeze. One year later, I received my Parkinson’s diagnosis. 

Navigating the Changes 

At first, I remained optimistic. Parkinson’s is progressive, but I was determined to stay active. I continued sailing, cycling, and even playing pickleball for as long as I could. But as time passed, stumbling and freezing episodes became more frequent, and my energy levels dropped. Accepting that I had to let go of certain activities was one of the hardest parts of my journey. 

Living on Vancouver Island added another challenge: access to specialized care. After a few years with a general neurologist, I sought out a movement disorder specialist at the University of British Columbia. Every visit meant an hour-and-a-half ferry ride followed by a 45-minute drive—a full-day commitment. But it was necessary to get the care I needed. 

The Power of Community 

Beyond medical treatment, I found incredible support in my community. I became involved in Parkinson’s organizations, serving as Chairman of the Board for HeadWay before it merged into what is now the Parkinson’s Wellness Project in Victoria. These connections became invaluable. People arrived early and stayed late just to chat, share experiences, and lift each other up. There’s something profoundly comforting about being surrounded by those who truly understand what you’re going through. 

Of course, Parkinson’s has impacted my family too. My partner, Christine, has been my rock, adapting to the challenges this condition presents. Our son, Anthony, was just a teenager when I was diagnosed. He has taken it in stride, but I know it hasn’t always been easy for him. 

Moving Forward, Together 

If there’s one piece of advice I could give to those newly diagnosed, it’s to find your support system. Whether it’s a wellness group, a cycling club, or just a friend who listens, you need people who understand. Parkinson’s may slow me down, but it won’t stop me. As long as I can keep moving, keep connecting, and keep advocating, I will. 

Because no one faces this journey alone.