There’s a magazine holder in our house. It does not hold magazines but rather comic books – lots of them! Whenever Carlyle comes over she almost always goes to get them. She brings them to the living room, gets a drink, throws the blanket over herself and gets comfy on the couch. With legs outstretched…
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Remembering Dad
October 20 rolls around each year, and each year this day arrives with the memories of the day Dad went to be with Jesus seemingly as fresh in my memory as they were on that day. I won’t go into the details of the morning other than to say Mom, Cath and I walked out…
The colours of autumn
This week we were at Pine Lake Camp for a couple of days in response to an invitation from the division as they look at the strategic direction of TSA in this part of Canada. It was interesting to be back at the camp – a place we spent a great deal of time at…
Hybrid Thoughts 