Somebody Drank My Coffee!

Peanut got caught in the act today drinking my hazelnut flavoured coffee this morning! I think she has done it before but she doesn’t knock the cup over so I’m not sure!

So then I figured we should go for a walk to work off the caffeine for her and calories for me. Thanks to good friend Amy Taylor we walked to Wharf and back to her house. The walk back is when I feel my MS – slower and slower and slower we go – but we did keep moving!

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April 23, 2017 – 15 years Gordo – where did the time go?

I thought I would share a picture that Gord painted – he always loved photography and one year I asked him what he would like for either his birthday or Christmas and he said he’d like some paint brushes and paint – well low and behold he started painting and he had quite the talent for it! As you can see this is a typical picture of somewhere in Muskoka.

I know 15 years have passed – he would have been 65 this year and ready to retire- so raise a rye and ginger and tell me one of his jokes!

Learning ASL

Last year I signed up for an online AsL course as I couldn’t find one locally that was within a reasonable driving distance. I got so far – and then side tracked. I need a local study buddy! I do have one study buddy but she’s gone to Florida – so I am casting out the net. I have rural high speed so could do online as well? FaceTime or whatnot? Any suggestions will be welcome. I am at beginner 101 stage so baby steps!

Daytona 2018

 

Going to Daytona is more than just about Bike Week.  Our friends Kim and Steve look after our dog Peanut for us while we are away  so she has a holiday too!  Big thank you to you guys, it helps make the trip knowing our little girl is well cared for and loved.  The slide show is a snapshot of our trip.

Crossing the border was quick – maybe 10 minutes?  Even though we had an extra passenger and new friend Judy – it went like clockwork.  The drive down was un-eventful, note the picture of   snow on the hill with the cow –  I guess I figured the snow would be gone that far south….we made it to our favourite home away from home – The Sandcastle Motel in South Daytona Shores in time for well wishes to our friend Gord on his 71st birthday.  The owners Vic and Lonnie are wonderful hosts and great friends.  It is a mini community of annual sun travellers from Canada – like Allistair and Carol, Craig to name a few, and American friends – Ed and Paola, Jeff, that we visit with through the morning, at the pool or in the evening.

We rode with our friends that we see when we are at the Sand Castle, Gord and Sandy, Linda and Joe, Jim and Karen, we made new friends- Jennifer , we keep the memories alive of Les – who we will always keep in our hearts, we sun bathed (well I did), we laughed, we rode to favourite Restaurants and I try to take pictures of their signs so I remember where they are for the next trip – we went to an annual BBQ of friends who live in the farm country – his garage is a perfect combination of workshop and outdoor social area – otherwise known as a bar lol, big pond, corn hole game, and toys to ride around on – always a good time!

We had a surprise visit from Steve Small – who was on his way back to Canada.  Next time we see him will hopefully be at Killbear!

We went to a flat track race at the Speedway which was really cool!  Every time I had a question Jeff was kind enough have the answer.

I think I’ve discovered that Italian wine is the most compatible with me..along with a mimosa, cocktails with extra dry gin, a black russian is still a good way to warm up in a cool evening after a ride….Linda made the most amazing pizza for the annual pizza dinner…I have to get that recipe….

Of course Chris had the opportunity to use his tools that he always takes with him – the tire on the bike trailer got worn through, and he had to check the bearing as well.  Fortunately the bearing was still in good shape and we replaced the tire for the trip home.

On the last day we went to Crabby Joe’s on the pier – 5 minute walk and saw dolphins in the ocean – such a treat and that day we also rode south to see the Manatee at the manatee observation deck at the Merritt Island Wildlife Refuge.  We saw four of them, one of which was tagged – who knew you could track them?  Pretty cool!

If I’ve missed anything, I am sure Chris will fill in the blanks.  Big thank you Chris, for driving us down and back, a more patient man you will not find!

 

Ian Alexander Henderson – (1939-2018) I will miss you.

I came back from vacation to find out my brother-in-law Ian had passed away.  The email came through my work email – it was a bit of a shock, and I really did not process it as it was my first day back to work – so I put it in a box in my head to deal with later.

Ian was married to my late sister Mary, which in itself is enough to bring on the tears as she died when she was 42.

I have such wonderful memories of Ian – growing up -they lived in Westmount in Montreal – he was the coolest brother in law – I think I had a crush on him – I remember spending summers there – with the boys – Trevor and Jamie from Ian’s first marriage.  Occasionally his daughter Melissa would stay as well.

He took us to to Florida, camped down east, hot dogs in Algonuin Park, Christmas in Montreal, a trip to Europe in an RV – except it was rented in England and in Europe you drive back on the other side of the road – played cards with the boys, read, went to Belgium, Switzerland, down the Rhine through Germany to Italy, and up along the Riviera to France.  I still have my diary from the trip.   I don’t know how Ian put up with us all, he was always so patient and loving and kind, even when we drove him nuts.  I have the best memories of a summer in Maine on the Ocean where he rented a summer-house – Mary and the boys and I stayed all summer and Ian would fly down and be with us whenever he could.  I remember a time when his dad visited – another amazing gentleman which is where I am sure Ian got all his worldly ways. I was behaving rather precosiously (awkward teenager) and felt so bad after for disappointing him.

We moved to Port Credit from North York, and they moved from Montreal to Toronto to a wonderful house off St Claire West, and then later to a house on Roxborough Avenue.  I was always made to feel welcome, Mary loved to bake for Thanksgiving, and Christmas and Ian was always so supportive of anything she wanted to do.   He tried to teach me an appreciation for wine, golfing, books, we had some great talks on the back patio.

He loved his boys and Melissa.  Jamie and Trevor are two very special guys – and very different, I always felt family was always very important to Ian.

As a young adult – I didn’t see as much of them – I met my husband Gord and lived with them again before I headed up north to Gravenhurst.  It was around this time that Mary lost twins in pregnancy.  At 20 or 21 I really had no idea the loss she suffered, but Ian and Jamie found a lovely yellow lab puppy – named Colby, that helped her tremendously and brought a lot of joy into their lives.  Unfortunately living in the city, there was one neighbour next door that Colby didn’t like, the neighbours complained to the city – and Colby came north to live with Gord and I, where he continued to bring joy into our lives, as well as our children Allan and Amanda.  He lived to be 15 or 16?  Mary and Ian had great visits with him whenever they came up to visit.

I remember when Gord took Ian on a northern fishing trip, honestly, Ian was a golfer, lol, and I couldn’t really see Ian roughing it at a northern lake in God knows where? I think Ian had to sit on the beer at the back of the plane to keep the balance, the shocks went in the car on the trip, and needless to say, there are great jokes of the pilot, the chef, the landing  in the lake, and the size of the fish they caught.  I will have to find the pictures.  He and Gord spent some time golfing at the various golf courses, the Sands.  Mary tried to golf…I don’t think it is a Glover thing.

Ian and Mary were able to retire at a young age – they took off in a wonderful fifth wheel to travel to Arizona, and settle in the summer in Kelowna.  They had a very special time in their lives before Mary passed away.  Ian understandably went a little off the wall.  Gord and I went to the wedding of Jamie and Laura in Kingston.  We had an amazing time, and made some good memories.

Ian and I  stayed in touch, and he was a good emotional support after my husband Gord passed away.  Who knew that Gord at 49, would also pass away at a young age?  Ian would come to visit, and my kids have a special place in their heart for their Uncle Ian.

I was so glad for him when he settled back in Kingston.  Closer to where his boys were.  I remember when he first told me of the volunteer work he was doing in Kingston..his memorial site is here.  There is a  link to the  news video of the dedication of the shelter in his name on his memorial site. I remember that Ian was a  Big Brother as well.

The last time I spoke with him, he talked about a family Christmas, where everyone was getting together, how he was going to be a great granddad again, he sounded so happy and I was so very glad for him.

I am sure my memories are a little different, and there are many more memories that will come to mind over time- it is important to take the time to remember ….how we remember our loved ones is unique to ourselves.  I loved him, he will always be in my heart.