Just a thought… One doesn’t know, till one is a bit at odds with the world, how much one’s friends who believe in one rather generously, mean to one. [D.H. Lawrence]
I’m writing this as we make our way towards Ottawa; grey skies and temperatures in the low single digits make us wonder – as I’m sure that you do – whether spring, now in its third official week, is ever going to make an entrance. Familiar voices on our car radio warn of possible freezing rain this weekend (so the DVP spring clean-up closure is cancelled) and we shake our heads. Just let us spend time with our dear boy Colin and his parents. That’s all we ask of the gods these days!
I’ve got to tell you: it was a wonderful two days spent in the loving and welcoming arms of Mike and Debbie Cooper. We laugh so much together and get caught up with news of the radio station where, of course, Mike still dominates Saturday nights in the ratings with his classics show. My posting of a picture on Facebook of Mike and me the other day inadvertently sparked a torrent of comments about missing us and, as lovely as they are to read, that’s truly the last thing I want to do.
I’ll always feel a great debt to CHFI and a tremendous amount of loyalty to the people who work there. I want everyone to know just how awesome Maureen Holloway is, how deftly she handles the dance steps, and how loved Ian and Gord will always be to me. Everyone there is like family. And if you haven’t listened to CHFI lately, I would love for you to give it a try once again. It’s good to come home, as we’ve found this week.
I’m sure that it was on CHFI that my friend Robina, who had it nice and loud in her kitchen when we were there Friday and Monday, learned about Jersey Day in Toronto today. If you’re not caught up, here’s the Mayor’s Proclamation:
Robina and her family have little dolls outside their house in a downtown neighbourhood and when we were there, they were festooned in a Hudson’s Bay scarf and sweater. Here’s how they look today, along with sticks left out in solidarity with other Canadians for the families and players in Humboldt, Saskatchewan. And please remember the gofundme collection as the community begins its long, long road towards healing. Thank you.
Have a blessed day.