Wednesday, October 7, 2009

The chair situation

Goodness, there may be 55 people coming to my party in November and the party room only has 22 chairs!

Hosea suggested that I ask if St. John's would lend me some chairs and he would pick them up and bring them back. I checked with Joan in the church office and she checked for me and yes, they can lend them provided there is no other function on.

I have decided to donate $1.00 of each jewelery purchase to the micro-enterprise programme which helps disabled people set up their own small business with seed money and expert advice. Hosea is part of that organization and he will bring me some pamphlets for people to read.

Mary will bring some HistoriCITY magazines for people to have as well. Next step is to concentrate on the food items needed - a tall order.

I really want everybody to have a great time! The chairs were my biggest problem really.

This party is taking up a great deal of my thoughts but it will be nice to see so many friends at the same time. Friends are even coming from Toronto!

Just got a return e-mail from a chair company. It would cost $181. for the rental of 25 chairs, which would include pick up and take back and a $100 damage deposit. In short, $81.00 for the afternoon. Out of the question!

Bless Hosea for his idea of borrowing the chairs from St. John's and bless them for lending them!

Monday, October 5, 2009

Sad news

I learned this evening at my friend Evelyne Beers passed away from pneumonia. I feel a great loss as she was like a mother to me as well as a friend.

Evelyne has been a wonderful friend to me and has visited me several times here in Hamilton.


We met at a Seniors Group in Downsview and found out that we were neighbours. I have had many a wonderful chat with her in her comfortable home as well as on her lovely long balcony at her condo in Downsview.

I loved her wit and her practicality. Above all, I loved her acceptance of people who practiced different religions than she did or were a different colour than she was. An example to us all!

She was a Bah'ai and a good one, practicing her choice of religions on a daily basis. American by birth, having lived most of her life in the States, but immigrating to Canada to be near her daughter near the end of her life. I learned so much just from listening to her chat about life in the States and her own life. She was a good example.


Since I moved to Hamilton almost seven years ago now, we have remained in touch by visiting back and forth as well as by letters.

Evelyne and Bob Beer, and their daughter Marty, represented the United States on a world tour as Good Will Ambassadors during the 1960's. They were very well known, especially for their Fox Hollow Festivals.

Many a time, I listened with pleasure to Evelyne talking about their experiences. Her cat, Miss Sally Cat and I would listen intently. Evelyne herself was a down to earth type of person and it was my pleasure to have known her.

I shall miss my friend but I am glad that she died so peacefully. May God grant her paradise.

For anybody wishing to know more about the Beers Family, please type in Beers Family on the search engine and you will see references about their work.

A pleasant evening at Lit Live

Sunday was a lovely day for me. Went to see some folk at St. Paul's and enjoyed chatting with them, brought Kevin back home with me for a light lunch and then after he had gone, rested for an hour or so and made some jewellery. Had a nice chat with one of my girlfriends and then left for Lit Live about 7 o'clock.

This girlfriend suggested that I write narrative poetry as she said the other poems without the articles do not sound like me. I couldn't agree more!

I enjoyed writing "My Journey" which also was like a story. I also know that I had the most pleasure in writing my murder mystery poem as it had a real story in it. I think she may have hit the nail on the head when she observed that.

Poetry today does not seem to use the articles and I had to try and learn to go against all normal appropriate prose writing methods. I have to say that it still does not feel "right" in my own ears. When the poems are read at the ladies group I go to, they are always rhyming poems and very beautiful. They please my ear.

I shall try writing a narrative poem about the picture in Carnagee Gallery. I have only a few days left to do it.

Now, back to Sunday night. I read the third prize winners story and it went over very well with several people commending me on how well I read.

I asked Chris to help me up to the stage and also down so I would not have to use my cane. That worked very well. Chris is such a dear fellow!

Mohammad came as soon as he got back from his bridge game in Burlington but he missed my story as I had already finished reading. He seemed so happy to see me and said it had been just too long" since we have seen each other. He is liking his new apartment and he said that the people in his new building seem quite friendly. He tells me that he has a small balcony and also that Olga has moved as well.

Irene also came, but also later on.

We all walked home together.

All in all, a very good day for me!

Saturday, October 3, 2009

A visit to the Hamilton General

It was so good to see my pal. She was sitting up in a chair and her colour was good. She has even gone for walks, but with a walker to steady her. Considering that her operation was on Monday, she is doing marvelously well!

She did not want a telephone nor a television as it would just disturb her. A sensible decision and what she chose for herself.

She was in a ward of 4 beds, thankfully all women. In Quebec they now have men and women in the same ward which one of my girlfriends there found her awkward.

She had the same surgery as my friend here and she was sent to a French speaking convalescent hospital but she was so lonely that she checked herself out eventually.

My friend here will be going home either tomorrow or Monday and her daughter will stay with her for awhile.

It was great to see her!

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

A very delicate situation

An old friend of mine in Toronto has six months to live, if that. This gal and I used to push our baby sons in their respective strollers and we were neighbours for many, many years.

Cancer and smoking is claiming another life. My son and her son have remained good buddies over the years and I now have her phone number so I can call her. What a blessing it is that I have free long distance with Cogeco. I can listen for hours.

The only stipulation that her son had when giving out his Mom's phone number was that I did not suggest ways that she can beat the cancer.

It seems that her friends have been telling her of different ways to beat it. The doctor has definitely said this is the end. From what my son tells me, she has accepted this.

I see my role as a listener and as a friend to reminisce with when we all lived on Gulliver and the children were small. I hope to bring back many happy memories for her.

I am glad that Ricky is so protective of his Mom. He has been a marvelous friend to my son all these years. He will need emotional support once his Mom has gone.

I will be there for my friend for as long as she wants.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

An uneasy day for me

I tried to visit my friend in the hospital but was turned away as she is in Intensive Care and only allowed immediate family members.

I thought she would be up in the ward by this time and able to receive company.

I have contacted her son Ron and will call her daughter as well to see how she is doing.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

A lovely summer afternoon spent with friends

My friend Rosie is going in for major surgery tomorrow so her daughter and her husband and I took her out for lunch to Williams Pub at Pier 8. We had a delightful time except for the wasps who seemed to take a delight in partaking of our food!

The restaurant was full and there were only spaces outside. The soups that three of them ordered were huge and looked very delicious and my scrambled eggs and toast were good too.

I might have the Penne sandwich next time as it is vegetarian and on very thin grilled toast.

While we were sitting out there, who did we see but my friend Mohammad. He had already gone bye when I saw him so I could not attract his attention to bring him over to sit with us.

We went for a short walk after we ate but he must have left as we did not see him.

We had a good time and it was such a delight to be in Denise and Lester's company. While we were there we bumped into two others friends as well.

Hamilton is a small town, in so many ways!