Words to Live By


There was a lot to take away from the January 20th inauguration of President Joe Biden and Vice President Kamala Harris. What stood out for me was one sentence of the seventy-eight-year-old president’s address: “And we’ll lead not merely by the example of our power but by the power of our example.” Profound.

Even more profound were these lines from twenty-two-year-old National Youth Poet Laureate, Amanda Gorman’s poem, The Hill We Climb:

And so we lift our gazes not to what stands between us
but what stands before us
We close the divide because we know, to put our future first,
we must first put our differences aside
We lay down our arms
so we can reach out our arms
to one another

“We lay down our arms so we can reach out our arms to one another”…

Words to live by. Happy Saturday.

Instant Kindness


Recently I had occasion to be in the company of some dear friends who personify kindness in all they say and do. They treated another friend and me to a night out of dinner and theater where we were all enthralled by an amazing performance of Handle’s Messiah.

When it was time to leave the theater we encountered an elderly couple making their way to the outdoors where they would be picked up by their daughter. My friends immediately took these people under their wing and spoke encouragingly to them as we waited in the cold night air for their transportation to arrive.

Now, we are a group of four of which I am the eldest at eighty-one, while my companions are still in their seventies…mere babes. The elderly couple were eighty-eight and ninety, she with a cane, and he, a rollator walker. When these dear folks were safely tucked into their daughter’s van with the help of my friends, we continued on our way to the subway which would be our means of transportation for the better part of the return home.

One of us seniors also uses a cane for temporary support and was the first to enter the slightly crowded train. As we stepped into the warmth of the subway car, four multi-cultural youths immediately and simultaneously stood up to offer us their seats.

It was the perfect ending to an evening which started with kindness and ended with the instant kindness of these four young people of various ethnic backgrounds.

It was truly a happy experience to be long remembered and I am smiling just relating it here.

 

My First Job


I learned early in life that earning money was a prerequisite to having the good things in life. To me, at that time, those good things were cigarettes.

Chapter Thirteen  –   My First Job

I had several part time jobs from the time I was twelve years old. The first one was a sales clerk in the F.W. Woolworth’s store at Bloor and Yonge Streets. The hiring age in December, 1949 was thirteen, and my birthday was in Januaryso I fibbed. I needed the money to pay for my newly acquired smoking habit.

If I remember correctly, I earned fifty cents an hour and my cigarettes cost twenty cents a pack. I was ahead of the game at age twelve!

She sets about her work vigorously…(Proverbs 31:17)

Tomorrow  –  On Being a Mother  – A Lesson in Reproduction