A Tractor Tale

If it sounds too good to be true, well, maybe, one should hesitate a bit? I got scammed recently. Well, sort of…I think the man’s intentions were fine in the beginning but then, heck, I don’t know what happened. When I walked from my parked car to the homeless shelter where I volunteer weekly, I noticed… Continue reading A Tractor Tale

Their Shoes #28

Ian is a familiar face at the shelter. He bought his shoes at Red Outlet downtown. What is your biggest struggle with poverty on a daily basis? “Poverty affects me because of lack of food. You see, I’m epileptic. I need to take my medicine with food in the morning and at night. If I… Continue reading Their Shoes #28

Her Own Gift!

“Mom, sh#t happens. And, we cope.” Wise words from my daughter, Giselle, the bride-to-be. I planned to write this week-end’s blog post about my shower gift to her. However, time is short. And, so will be this post! Sure, we all hear “sh#t happens” but do you vent and carry on about it? How, life isn’t… Continue reading Her Own Gift!

Their Shoes #27

Virginia has been a steady volunteer at the shelter for eight years. She performs a variety of duties, from organizing the donated clothing and finding proper boots and winter coats for the clients, to serving food and doing clerical work. Her shoes are from the shelter. What is your biggest struggle with poverty on a… Continue reading Their Shoes #27

The Birth

Happy Easter! Special treat today…a short, poignant tale written a few years back by my now 90-year-old Mom. The story was written at an Elderhostel on Manitoulin Island. Elderhostel, renamed these days as Road Scholar, is a program that combines travel with learning for seniors.  Please excuse the quality of the photos. They’re from long ago! Here’s… Continue reading The Birth