Gratitude
I’m not big on reflection, but every once in a while… A brief history (and maybe telling tales out of school): in 2012, while enjoying perhaps a wee bit too much of the local beverage in a small village in Read More …
I’m not big on reflection, but every once in a while… A brief history (and maybe telling tales out of school): in 2012, while enjoying perhaps a wee bit too much of the local beverage in a small village in Read More …
I borrowed that lingo from a book I very recently read about retirement. Seems the word “retirement” sounds too old so, with people living longer healthier lives these days, language a little more encouraging is the new buzz word. Regardless Read More …
In 1972 when I was 18, my sister, Brenda, left our family city of Montreal with her husband and baby daughter and moved down the road to Toronto. And that was the last time it was easy for all of Read More …