When I was attending Concordia University in Montreal back in the early '80s, the winters were brutal. Anyone who has to commute using public transportation in this part of the world understands when I say that it is essential to have warm clothing. The temperature can dip into the minus -40's. I had started out… Continue reading THE WINTER COAT
"A goddess on a mountain top, was burning like a silver flame. The summit of beauty and love, and Venus was her name."
When I started this blog I made a decision that I would not write anything mean spirited or humiliating about anyone, regardless of how juicy it was. However, I have exempted myself from this clause. I have a confession to make. Back in the '80s I fancied myself as a "Rock Fluffy". This is a… Continue reading Confessions of a Rock Fluffy
It's Sunday morning and that means that either Bruce or I will drive over to the local church and pick up my 92 year old father. He still goes to mass every week. We will pull up, and he will be standing there waiting for us, he will be wearing his Sunday best. He brings… Continue reading Parents are a gift
During my stay at the Queensway Carleton Hospital, I have stumbled upon a most unexpected love story. I don't know most of the details, nor should I, for it certainly is not my business. The elderly woman I share my semi-private hospital room with (Katharine) is very ill. At first I thought she might have… Continue reading Unconditional Love