Happy birthday Catherine. I think I’m one of the few people who call her that. Most know her as and call her, Cathi. As a young teen, she decided that if she was going to be Cathi they it would be with an i…not a y.
I was with my Nanny and my uncle Jim (who is 18 months older than me) when Catherine was born. There was no phone at the cottage (nor television, nor if you can believe it did we have central heating/AC or in the early days electricity. In fact we didn’t even have access to the internet. So to get to the phone we had to take the boat across to Morrison’s which was the general store. The phone was on the store wall – it was wooden, had a crank on the side to call the operator and you spoke into the microphone which was attached to the front of the phone.
It was on this phone that I heard the news that I had another sister.
Dad was on the phone to tell me the news and let me know that Mom was doing well. It was a couple of weeks before I got home to see my baby sister. So to now know she’s 50 makes me feel, well, old.
Yesterday was a party to celebrate her 50th year and it was great to be in attendance.
Happy birthday Catherine Margaret – it is great to be your brother!