Following my visit with Clifford I wasn’t sure how I was going to find out the story. Then the thought occurred to me, his sister was still living, and she was a friend of my mother’s. I’ll start by calling her. Later that week we connected. I told her why I was calling. “By chance,… Continue reading Clifford – Part II
Clifford was a member of my Masonic Lodge. He was in the Canadian Navy; after which, he became a police officer. When I came to know Clifford he was well into retirement. He had had a stroke which affected his mobility. His speech was limited to saying three things; Yes, No and Jesus Christ. I… Continue reading Clifford – Part I
I had a man-cold; you know, a viral head and chest infection that seems to hit men much worse than women. At least, that’s what we believe. I am much better now but it peaked two weeks ago. At the time, I went to a local drug store. I was looking for the same medication… Continue reading Man-Cold
As parents, one of the most important responsibilities we have is to model a strong set of values for our families. It is incumbent upon us to instill a code of behaviour that reflects well upon family and community standards. For my children, this expectation was delivered through both sides of the family. A few… Continue reading Family Values
I called my father’s parents Grampy and Nan. I never knew my mother’s parents, both having passed before I was born. My parents were know as Pop and Nan to their grandchildren. Three years ago, when my daughter first told me she was pregnant, I started to give thought as to what I wanted to… Continue reading Gramps?
My grandson was born twenty-eight months ago. Since his birth I have made a point of spending time with him every calendar week. When I first held him in my arms I welcomed him to the world and told him a number of things. I also sang him Raffi’s song, Willoughby Wallaby Woo: Willoughby Wallaby… Continue reading Sing Me a Song
I called a retired friend the other day. He had a phone number I needed. I placed the call at 8:30 in the morning. “I hope I am not calling too early?” “No. I have been up for a while.” He gave me the phone number I needed but I could hear his wife correcting… Continue reading Stand Corrected