Just thought I’d mention that after two and a half weeks of working on updating this website in “staging” (aka behind the scenes), we’ve now gone live with it. I’m pretty sure there are some little glitches that are still hiding from me, so if you notice a link that doesn’t work or an error


Because my grandmother turned 80, I got to know dad’s family better, and learned I had a cousin my age.


We survived having a nest of robins’ above our front door that spring, but we didn’t expect them to return in July!


Instead of being color blind, let’s choose to love all skin colors and to encourage everyone to become the best person they can be.


When I was 6 1/2, my life started to change: a new church group, a new cousin, starting school, and a book that helped make me who I am.


When I think back to who I was at six, I have to say that I was probably very much like I am today.


I’ve heard that a child’s personality is formed by age 6, so I find it surprising that I have only a few memories & a handful of pictures from my 5th year.


My mother left our visitors in the kitchen, took me up to her bedroom, got a new picture book from the bottom drawer of her dresser, and sat down to read it. Needless to say, I was very puzzled.


Apart from moving to a brand new town, the most memorable event for me in the summer of 1952 was my being a flowergirl at my Aunt Brucie’s wedding.


In my short life, we’d already moved from Indian Head, Saskatchewan, to Wolseley. Now, we moved to Crystal City, Manitoba.


As always, the new year began with my birthday. But it also began with my parents wondering if they should make another change in our circumstances.


The next morning, I came downstairs and was shocked to see the baby robin huddled on the narrow window above our front door.