To be home

For at least the past decade, we have been somewhere in Canada leading the services for an Easter weekend. So it was a delight to be home this weekend – and what a weekend! The weather was spectacular, our friends came to visit, we had a lovely family dinner and I got some work done…

And we’re home

Dorothy clicks the heels of her lovely and now famous red shoes while reciting, as directed, “there’s no place like home, there’s no place like home!” With that of course she is spun up into the air and suddenly is back on her bed with Auntie Emme! If only getting home was that easy! Our…

A reunion

So I’m going to date myself here. In 1969 we moved, as a family, to Scarborough. We had been in Hamilton for the previous three years and I had never heard of Scarborough – Toronto yes, Scarborough no. It wasn’t long before I began to understand how the boroughs worked. Toronto as a whole was…