Archive for the ‘Before My Time’ Category
20th Jul 2009 | No Comments
How often have we heard older people refer to “Back in the Good Old Days” ? Endless amount of times, I’d bet, and yet, maybe in some sense, they truly were good.
David and I went shopping for Mom yesterday, to Zellers. She needed a new housecoat and a couple of night gowns, so we figured, …
5th Jul 2009 | No Comments
Talk about an interesting combination. My father was one who dreamed of things, of doing more than perhaps he did, while Mother was the practicle one in the family. She ran the budget, and yet never seemed to daunt Dad’s dreaming. She supported him, in a way I am jealous of. I wish David would …
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