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We shared the same birthday--June 14--and a penchant for Barbie dolls. And today, cancer robbed our family of my sister-in-law Mary. Accomplishing more during her 68 years in this world than most people do in a lifetime, Mary was clearly and unmistakably a "doer", devoting decades of her life to... Continue reading
Posted Dec 8, 2019 at Stories from South of Detroit
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The year was 1979 or 1980, I really can't be sure anymore. I had just moved back to Windsor after a year of running away from my problems. My 18-month marriage was over and my life was in shambles. I was broke, in debt, unemployed and feeling pretty ashamed of... Continue reading
Posted Aug 22, 2019 at Stories from South of Detroit
I know my title is the name of a '90's one-or-two-hit-wonder song. But why mess with perfection? July 14, 2019 will mark our five year-anniversary of "moving back home" to Windsor, after 35 years in Toronto. Move-in day at The Cute Little House on July 14, 2014 went smoothly and... Continue reading
Posted Jun 9, 2019 at Stories from South of Detroit
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He was here before we were, this very clean and fluffy feral boy with the telltale nicked ear (that told us someone had trapped him, had him neutered and released him again). He wasn't just some stray old Tom who showed up when he felt like it or was hungry.... Continue reading
Posted Mar 26, 2019 at Stories from South of Detroit
A lovely lady I have known most of my life left the world yesterday. Her name was Mary and she was 89 years old. I was just a child when I met her for the first time. She, her husband and family moved in to the house next door to... Continue reading
Posted Feb 20, 2019 at Stories from South of Detroit
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This handsome fella came into my life some twenty-or-so years ago. Bob Douglas lived in a sweet little house on Regent Road in Toronto with his sweet little Bichon named Duster. I don't recall the first time I met him, but I sure recall the first time I went to... Continue reading
Posted Nov 10, 2018 at Stories from South of Detroit
"Girls Never Outgrow Their Dad". How true. My dad has been gone for 18 and a half years...taken from me way too soon. He died after he'd just turned 61...only 1 year old than me...and younger than my husband is today. Over the years, I've often shared some of my... Continue reading
Posted Jun 18, 2018 at Stories from South of Detroit
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British Columbia has the Rockies, Alberta has Banff, Quebec has the Walled City, Nova Scotia has Peggy's Cove and Newfoundland has its rainbow painted houses, craggy cliffs and mighty Atlantic shoreline. Our land of lakes and snow has beauty from sea to shining sea, but where I live has a... Continue reading
Posted May 28, 2018 at Stories from South of Detroit
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One year ago today, I got a call from my friend Ric in London, telling me in the most horrified and incredulous voice that our friend Kirk had taken his own life. I had just seen him on Sunday of the week before. It was the long weekend in Ontario... Continue reading
Posted May 27, 2018 at Stories from South of Detroit
There's no doubt about it. My friend Tracy makes magic peanut brittle. Not only does it melt in your mouth. It's the absolute perfect combination of the ingredients of her carefully guarded recipe. I've been the blessed recipient of copious glassine bags and beribboned tins of MPB over the years.... Continue reading
Posted May 19, 2018 at Stories from South of Detroit
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I never met Gerry Meloche (aka Jerry Melo on social media). We became Facebook friends through the Proud To Be From Riverside (PTBFRO) group, where I got quite a chuckle out of the many jokes he shared (some of them a bit "off colour" for some folks, but not me!)... Continue reading
Posted Apr 26, 2018 at Stories from South of Detroit
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He was born right in our backyard three years ago into a litter of four including himself. There were two black kittens, a charcoal grey girl and a black and white one. His mama Jackie Black was the only female in our colony and she was always pregnant. Such a... Continue reading
Posted Apr 25, 2018 at Stories from South of Detroit
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Meet Monkeyface. Also known as Monkey Boy and just plain Monkey. We discovered him languishing in the tall grass on the far side of our driveway the first summer we moved to The Cute Little House in 2014. We knew right away that he was feral because of his nicked... Continue reading
Posted Apr 24, 2018 at Stories from South of Detroit
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He was here when we moved to The Cute Little House in July 2014. A big friendly feral boy who hardly ever leaves our property. We named him Mitchell and he has been brightening our lives every day for four years. He's got all kinds of personality and it's hard... Continue reading
Posted Apr 19, 2018 at Stories from South of Detroit
He was admitted to the Hospice Residential Home last August. He was a teaser and a joker, he loved food and knew more than a thing or two about cooking. So needless to say, I clicked with him the first time I met him. When you cook dinner for someone... Continue reading
Posted Mar 12, 2018 at Stories from South of Detroit
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Grownups threw Hawaiian parties, card parties, dance parties and pool parties on Friday or Saturday nights; all the moms took turns checking in on the children every half an hour or so...so no babysitters required. Neighbours pooled their Victoria Day and Dominion Day (now Canada Day) fireworks and took turns... Continue reading
Posted Mar 5, 2018 at Stories from South of Detroit
In some ways, I feel every one of my 59 years. Like when my sciatica decides to flare up, as it did last week. Or when I preface any thought of doing anything with wondering if I'll have enough energy. Or on the rare occasions I find myself on my... Continue reading
Posted Jun 14, 2017 at Stories from South of Detroit
There have been other profound losses in my life since before my Captain died and I have felt them all significantly in the days, weeks and months afterward. But as one of my friends said the other day: this one has hit particularly hard. When your heart is broken, you're... Continue reading
Posted May 31, 2017 at Stories from South of Detroit
He was a few grades ahead of me in high school, but I knew who he was, who he hung with and that he was on Student Council. He had the most distinctive coarse, wavy brown shoulder length hair, parted down the middle. That hair reminded me of a velvet... Continue reading
Posted May 29, 2017 at Stories from South of Detroit
Yesterday a friend asked, "What artist have you never seen live that you've always wanted to?" My automatic answer was "Elton John". But then this morning, in my search for a resonating song to post on Facebook (as has been my habit--it's the first thing I do when I get... Continue reading
Posted May 27, 2017 at Stories from South of Detroit
Nobody told me that feeding feral cats would be so hard on my heart! My brood has been as large as eight but has often times been reduced to two or three. I love them all, but it's impossible not to have favourites...some are friendly, some are beautiful, some are... Continue reading
Posted Mar 6, 2017 at Stories from South of Detroit
She was thrilled with the miniature spiral notepad and matching tiny pencil that an SK classmate had given out on Hallowe'en afternoon. During my brief visit with her, she carried it around constantly, even putting it in her pocket to take with her while trick or treating. It's been a... Continue reading
Posted Nov 12, 2016 at Stories from South of Detroit
I didn't get a part in the high school play after auditioning, so I decided the next best thing would be to join the Stage Crew. I'd help make scenery, scout for props and still be able to be a part of it that way. He was tall, lean and... Continue reading
Posted Oct 28, 2016 at Stories from South of Detroit
I suppose it's bound to happen to anyone who commits to volunteering at Hospice. Just when I think I've perfected my strong suit, something happens to shatter it all to smithereens. I've seen more people lose someone in the past year or so than I have ever seen in my... Continue reading
Posted Aug 27, 2016 at Stories from South of Detroit
Scene #1: Derek's shiny navy van pulls up in front of The Cute Little House about 9:45 a.m., right on schedule. Laurie and I have been sitting outside waiting. Laurie is resplendent in a tropical wrap skirt, sage knit sleeveless top with a jewelled scoop neckline and coral lazer cut... Continue reading
Posted Aug 11, 2016 at Stories from South of Detroit