He and I were the most unlikely of couples and I’ve no doubt friends and family were putting odds on how long we would last.
Category: Late wisdom
One small leap and – ouch – it’s summer
I knew in the millisecond of that little leap that this wasn’t going to go well and heard the confirming crunch as I came down on my right ankle.
A laywoman’s guide to shaving
Should you find yourself in charge of a never-before- performed activity, herewith, on the job learning under the tutelage of a nervous Mr WI64. A guide to how shave a man.
100 phone calls for 100 years
Do you know 100 people? Sure you do. Do you know 100 people who would happily pick up the phone and call you to chat about old times? Not sure that I do. But imagine you’re 99 and the last living person of your group of friends and peers. What then? How many people will…
Some help in the search for the lady at the river
What if? What if I can find the lady who saved my daughter?
30 years later – thank you, lady
Dear lady; It’s American Thanksgiving and – since I didn’t act on the impulse during Canadian Thanksgiving last month – I’m borrowing our neighbour’s holiday to say thank you. Some 30 years late. On our own Thanksgiving in October, I went to church with my daughter and her family. Each member of the congregation was…
When I'm 64 