Today is Tell-a-Story Day. It is also what would have been my Pop’s 69th birthday. So it seems highly appropriate to tell a story about him. There are many to choose from, some quirky and delightful, some not so much. Sometimes, when I’d tell him something strange or fantastic, or if I attempted a fib,... Continue Reading →
Item #6 – Cherry Bowl
This is the time of year for remembrances. For the past few weeks, I've been reading and hearing about soldiers - distant and recent past, as well as present - and reminded of their honour, duty and sacrifice, and the freedoms I have because of them. This year of course has been all the more... Continue Reading →
Fathers, dads, pops
I'm doing lots of reflecting and remembering these days about my own pop (an annual occurrence now), as friends near and far are dealing with their own versions of fatherly craziness. At the same time, I'm observing my friends who are dads and marvelling at the deftness of care, concern, love and attention they are able... Continue Reading →
Pattern recognition
It happened while searching for something under the bathroom sink. I keep a box there with the various odds and ends that one needs or might need - hair dryer (always on top for daily use), cotton balls, various hair products. When something went astray, I was forced to pull the box out and root... Continue Reading →
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