God bless + in solidarity, whatever you might believe in your heart. Let's just all look out for each other next year.
I am in and out of my blogsite for Christmas/ Boxing day. I like to check for comments + write back to any readers who take the time to leave a message. They have been real pick me uppers. Thank you. It is very much appreciated after last week. I will be back and posting regularly soon enough. In the meantime please explore the site. I put up lots of photos and decorations. Tis the season! There's the Zombie Christmas pictures below. A fair bit of art and baby boomer icon/ iconoclasts. Then there is just some throw away feel good stuff. If you haven't scrolled all the way to the bottom of my blogsite recently/ yet, please go explore. I hope you enjoy! Here's to you + yours -good Christmas cheer!
December 26
Christmas dinner was at my sister in laws north of the city in Uxbridge, a little old Quaker settlement that's now mostly a bedroom community for commuters who travel to work down town Toronto each day by Go Train. Her home is at the edge of town. The streetlights end and to go past you drive off into sheer darkness, the roadway a little tunnel through a thick forest of trees. There is an old farmhouse, a creek with fish and farmers fields surrounding the little suburb where she lives.
They had a white Christmas. Toronto had a green one. Either way it was quite cold. There is supposed to be a blizzard blowing our way this evening.
It was a festive occasion with lot of good cheer. Afterward dinner my brother in law and I went downstairs to see his new 3D t.v. I was quite content to sit there with a happy buzz on until we left later on in the evening, bringing home lots of leftovers. We won't have to cook for a few days. We drove home west along Highway 7 north of the city. I could see the glow of the city lights far south along the vast dark expanse of Lake Ontario, somewhere just over the horizon. There but not there. I always enjoy driving the route for that very reason.
This morning we were awoken early by a call from the seniors residence where Janet's farther lives. He had been taken by ambulance to Humber Hospital because he had a slow heart beat. He is 92 years old and this is the first time he has every been in a hospital. Imagine that! Outside of being rather confused thinking he worked at the hospital, he seemed stable. He's still quite spry. He kept getting out of bed to go to the washroom because he didn't want to pee in a bottle. Quite understandable. Only when he did he pulled out all his monitors, and wires and so on and so forth. I don't think he was too enamoured by the hospital experience. Finally about 6 hours later he got a room. The family is taking shifts staying by his bedside until we know what's happening.
I was with him for while but only so many people are allowed in at a time. I went back to the waiting room and finished reading my cousin Steven Chiarelli's novel, The "Muckyruck Man". Very well written. Good story. Good ending. I've said it all before. He puts me to shame. I think I want to be a writer when I grow up! Finally when Janet's father seemed okay and there was nothing more we could do we came back home for lunch and a nap. The hospital isn't far away if we get a call.
We missed the boxing day sales but I could really care less. It's more like boxing month nowadays. There is very little I need, and besides I don't like crowds. I had thought to go take photos of the mayhem downtown for my blog slide show, while Janet shopped, but she is pretty preoccupied now.
Called my mom up at the nursing home in Sudbury. For the first time she forget my name and thought I was my father. Yikes. Her memory is deteriorating more but she seems to be less nervous and worried. She forgets whatever ails her a few minutes afterwards. Her health is otherwise quite fine and she is very involved in all the activities they have for the seniors, when she isn't sleeping, watching t.v. in bed or going to the dinner hall to eat.
My father on the other hand had a very sharp mind but died of a massive heart attack at home in the middle of the night while we were all over visiting. I guess you can't have it both ways. He exercised everyday and had few bad habits.In the end it didn't matter. We always thought my mother would go first but she ticks on
in good health. She just isn't quite all there. Guess you never know with life and death. Often it's purely a crap shoot. I think so.
Christmas night festivities in Uxbridge Ontario
In Other News
I don't know about you but I haven't had a good night sleep since the Beatles broke up! Now Yoko tells all! It was Pauls fault, Mr. Beatles lite. See: Beatle Break up
5 comments:
Merry Xmas David, keep up the good fight and have a good holiday. I appreciate all your information and truthfulness. The critics you encounter would like to bury the truth. Dismiss them and stand strong. You are on the right side of this, they aren't and know it. The truth hurts...
Hi, David, I absolutely agree with the above comment!OECTA's PE is an outrage to ALL unions in Canada. There is no other union who has sold out its members in recent history as yours. Sadly, many of your members just DON'T GET IT! You are an inspiration to all ETFO, OSSTF, CUPE and OPSEU workers in this province and WE appreciate all your efforts!
God Bless you David. Your tireless efforts will not go unnoticed! Good will triumph over evil!
Thanks! I very much appreciate your support at a trying time like this.
I think that your PE and the government thought that many teachers are passive and martyrs for their job. I'm afraid some are but not all of us. Some of us believe in social justice and doing the right thing no matter how hard it is. The rest need to reflect on how not standing up will impact on their own children's and students futures. Sometimes it has to be hard before it gets better.
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