Welcome to the Club - Volume 1, Issue 1

A Magazine for 55+ Like No Other! Welcome to The Club features timeless articles and anecdotes including many from the archives of Daytripping Magazine. It's online at www.welcometotheclub.ca and is also distributed free in Sarnia-Lambton, Ontario.

A Magazine for 55+ Like No Other! Welcome to The Club features timeless articles and anecdotes including many from the archives of Daytripping Magazine. It's online at www.welcometotheclub.ca and is also distributed free in Sarnia-Lambton, Ontario.


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Volunteer Opportunities

Transportation • Home Maintenance

Meals on Wheels • The Peer Program

Friendly Visiting • Fitness Classes

Diners Club • Bingo

Due to COVID-19, volunteer

opportunities are limited. Please call

the office for more information.

How We Can Help You Live at Home

• Transportation: Accessible for Mobility Issues (Wheelchair/Scooter/Walker).

• Non-Urgent Stretcher Van: Designed specifically for stable, non-urgent

transportation requiring a stretcher.

• Meals on Wheels: Frozen or Hot meals delivered to your door throughout the rural


• Home Maintenance: Lawn Cutting, Snow Removal/call the office for more services.

• The Peer Program: An interactive program designed by seniors for seniors.

• Care Giver Respite Support: Provides in-home relief for family and friends from their

caregiving role.

• Personal Care: Assistance with personal care needs of daily living including mobility

assistance, bathing, and medication reminders.

• Home Help: Light housekeeping and errands.

• Crisis Intervention: Social Workers assist with crisis or abusive situations.

• House Support: Social Workers assist with housing

support for low income at-risk seniors.

• Friendly Visiting: Volunteers provide

regular visits to those living

alone and have no family. ON


• Diners Club: Seniors luncheon

with entertainment. ON HOLD

Fun Facts!

LEO’s Volunteers are instrumental to our success. In 2019, over 121 volunteers

contributed 4,844 hours of their valuable time. Without our volunteers, we could not

continue to provide all our programs. Last year, LEO provided 73,698 services to 2,174

clients! Let’s break that down.

• 6,629 Meals on Wheels were delivered

• In 2020, due to COVID-19, deliveries increased from 358 per month to over 7,500

PER Month!

• 29,213 Stretcher Van, Accessible Van and Volunteer Transportation services

• Personal Client Support 21,611 services

• Home Maintenance provided 3,471 services

• Housing and Client Intervention Support 2793 services

• 600 Diners Club Meals

• 5,872 Fitness Classes

LEO Scored 98% Exemplary Standing

for providing Quality Services

Funded in part by the United Way of Sarnia-Lambton

and Jackpot City, Sarnia

Become a Volunteer

LEO’s annual costs to provide clients

services is dependent on Fundraising,

bequests, grants and donations.

FundScrip is an excellent way to help

support us through our Fundraising

efforts. FundScrip is Gift Card website

where companies donate a

percentage of your sale to LEO as a

fundraiser and the best news is, it

doesn’t even come out of your pocket!

Go to www.fundscrip.com and use

the invitation code DFU33D.

Lambton Elderly

Outreach is proud to

announce that we

have been

Accredited with

Exemplary Standing

under the Qmentum

Accreditation i Program which

demonstrates LEO’s commitment to

providing safe, high quality health

services to its clients. The principles of

accreditation and ongoing quality

improvement are integrated into our

daily operations and services to our

clients throughout Sarnia-Lambton and

Chatham-Kent counties.

This milestone is one to be celebrated for

not only the benefit of our clients, but

also for the hard work and dedication of

the LEO staff. Congratulations to all who

worked so hard throughout this journey

and our continued success.

Lambton Elderly Outreach • 1-800-265-0203 • www.lambtonelderlyoutreach.org



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Memories of the Attic

by Eileen Cade-Edwards, London

from Daytripping Sept.-Oct. 1999

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How strange it is that the modern

home, with all its labour-saving devices

and its emphasis on recreational

facilities, should lack that enchanted

storehouse of sentiment and family

lore—the attic. How did those spacious

“hold-alls” ever become out of date when

their usefulness was so obvious?

Besides being the perfect place to store

those leftovers from the family’s past,

think what a wonderful place it was to

keep youngsters amused on rainy days.

There were endless possibilities! A boy

or girl could spend hours rummaging

through the nameless objects of a past

age. Very often there would be handmade

toys such as small rocking horses

and doll’s houses. There might be dolls

with rag or wooden bodies and painted

china faces. Young treasure-seekers

could dress up in unbelievably elaborate

garments and when they tired of that

pastime, they could explore the yellowed

pages of old books, some of them

perhaps, guarding messages or small

mementos or even pressed flowers.

And the love letters! Oh, the love

letters—so poetically gentle and polite!

Where do people hide their

love letters nowadays? Or

do they use the telephone

instead? Historical societies

tell us that many a “missing

link” in a family tree has

been located through a letter,

postcard or diary, found quite

accidentally in the attic of an

old house, while philatelists

quite frequently turn up

valuable “finds” from the

same source. (Philately, by the way,

is the study of postage stamps and postal


As a child, I longed for a rainy day, for

it was only then that I was permitted to

climb the steep and narrow stairs from

an upstairs bedroom tothe room above”

where I would rifle greedily through the

treasures that once belonged to greataunts,

great-uncles and perhaps even

their parents before them.

In their day almost everyone owned

his or her own trunk so it was easy to

form mental pictures of these shadowy

relatives by the things they had seen fit to

save. Their choice of reading matter was

also a helpful clue.

From the first page of a boy’s annual,

in one of the trunks in my childhood’s

attic, was the identifying message: “This

is the property of Ben Locke, without

whose permission this book may not

be borrowed.” (I used to wonder how

he would respond if he could know how

often I had “borrowed” his precious

book—without his permission!) There

were also several sketches of very earlymodel

cars and a set of hand-carved

wooden elephants. Perhaps he had a

weakness for travelling by one means or


No one seemed to know what

happened to Uncle Ben. Perhaps he had

settled in some distant land and might

even now return one day to claim his old

trunk that, as far as I know, still reposes

in a corner of the attic of my childhood.

Then there was great-aunt Millie.

Sometimes I would go through her

trunk, but not often because the dark,

heavy clothes depressed me, as did

the yellowed, musty-smelling church

magazines and torn sheet music.

I never could remember who owned

the two hump-backed trunks that

squeaked when their lids were opened.

But they were as mysterious as Aunt

Millie’s were depressing. Nothing in the

pair of them made much sense to me but

both contained a few battered old books

with odd titles which I used to

imagine might hold details of

hidden treasures and that if I

could only open the volumes

at the right pages, there would

be clues enough to direct me

to vast family fortunes!

But of the five trunks

sheltered in our spacious attic,

by far the most interesting was

that of Great-aunt Agatha’s.

In contrast to the dull grey

sky outside the window, the attic would

almost glow with the wealth of colour

from her trunk. There were frocks of

apple-green and lavender-blue silk and

full, cotton skirts in the finest weave in

mauve and orange stripes. There was a

ball gown in stiff eggshell blue satin and

a lovely white wedding dress, and all of

these were either gathered or tucked or

decorated with tiny, colourless beads or

fine lace. There were silk roses (possibly

from discarded hats) badly crushed

but still beautiful, and lengths of heavy

silk and satin ribbon. And there were

birthday and Valentine’s Day cards and

dance programs.

Oh, they were great places, those

attics! All the magic, the mystery and the

mad moments of people who now were

only names, lived there—just a short

flight of stairs above the rest of the house,

but countless years and miles away.


A bird in the hand is worth

ten fleein.’

Better bend than break.

The cure may be worse

than the disease.

A good tale never tires

in the telling.

He goes long barefoot that waits for dead men’s shoes.

Ale sellers shouldna’ be tale tellers.

Fools look to tomorrow; wise men use tonight.

A light purse makes a heavy heart.

Money is flat and was meant to be piled up.

What may be done at any time will be done at no time.

Never marry for money. You can borrow it cheaper.

He’s the slave of all slaves who serves none but himself.



If you buy what you don’t need, you might have to sell what you do. (Irish Proverb)


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You’re welcome to send articles and help us buld this new magazine.

Welcome to The Club!

By Mark Moran, Publisher

I’ve planned to write these words

for so many years and now I don’t even

know where to start.

Welcome to The Club is a new and a

somewhat original magazine for people

55 and up, and we mean all the way up.

This is a huge age range to try to cater to

in one magazine, but that will be our goal.

There may be vast differences between

people who are 55 and people who were

born in ‘35 but we believe there are even

more similarities. We want to entertain

you and very much want to engage

you, encouraging our readers to help

build the paper by contributing in some

way. That could be by writing an article,

sending in a photo or offering us advice

on what we’re doing right and what we

can improve on. What would you like

to see in this new magazine, and yes, I

mean you!

Some of our readers will be thinking

that this looks an awful lot like a

magazine called Daytripping. There’s

a good reason for that. I started

Daytripping in Southwestern Ontario 26

years ago, to promote unique shops and

towns throughout our region, and the

“Daytripper” as it’s become known is

still alive and well. This magazine will be

distributed in Sarnia-Lambton, though

the writers may be from anywhere in

the world.

From the outset we also encouraged

Daytripping‘s readers to become

contributors and over 26 years have

amassed a library of articles from

people just like you (which my sister

Theresa Lecky spent hours re-reading

in preparation for this). Very few were

accomplished writers at that time, some

had never tried, but they had a story to

tell and share with others and we saw

how much of an impact this new hobby

or outlet had on their lives. Many of these

articles were nostalgic and timeless and

I’ve always wanted to have another

magazine in which to publish them,

one intended for an older audience that

would appreciate them and identify

with them. In too many cases the

authors have passed on, and this is our

way of keeping their words alive a little

bit longer. For every article we reprint

we’re donating $25 to the charity of our

choice. The proceeds from this issue will

add up to somewhere around $325 and

the first non-profit we’ve chosen is the

Strangway Community Centre.

Daytripping has made many friends

over the years and I’m hoping the same

will be said about Welcome to The Club.

It’s an odd name perhaps, but is a phrase

I generally use when someone turns 50

or 40 or any milestone age that is in my

own rear window. At 55 I’m just barely

allowed to pick up this magazine myself,

and I have a great deal to learn, but think

it’s going to be a fun ride and hope you’ll

enjoy it as well.

This issue, the first of four that we’ll

publish in 2021, features the photography

of George Rosema on the front cover.

Photographers and artists are welcome

to submit their work for consideration

within the magazine or on the covers,

and we have a wealth of talented folks in

Sarnia Lambton.

You won’t find any politics in these

pages, no controversy and little real news

for that matter. What you will find is a

relaxing read that might remind you of

simpler days as well as places and events

from years gone by. You’ll also find some

information on things in the here and

now, and we hope to bring in more of

this as time goes on. For example, we’d

love to have a regular column with each

one featuring a different trail in our area.

There are more ideas on page 13.

You’ll also be amused by the vast

collection of silly tidbits and fillers we

have accumulated in a quarter century

of publishing Daytripping. There may

also eventually be an events page - once

there are any events to attend - and

we’re open to any ideas you may have.

There’s a questionnaire on page 25

and I hope you’ll take a moment to give

us your honest thoughts. As I mentioned,

we have a lot to learn and are looking

forward to bringing you a magazine

you’ll come to love, and hopefully be a

part of. This starts by asking you what

we’re doing right, what we could do

better, and maybe what we shouldn’t do

at all.

I can’t thank my staff enough for

tolerating my years of talk about this

idea, and finally helping to create it. I

would especially like to acknowledge

Carla MacGregor, who I met only a matter

of days before the real work started

on this magazine, but who has been

indispensable in bringing customers on

board to support the idea. Please go out

of your way to support local businesses

always, but especially at this time.

Thank you for reading and Welcome

to The Club! Don’t throw away this copy

if you can share it with a friend instead,

and look for the next issues in many

locations throughout Sarnia-Lambton

around the start of April, July & October.

Welcome to The Club is published four times annually by Moran Advertising, Brights Grove, Ontario. The publisher reserves

the right to reject, discontinue or omit any advertisment without notice or penalty to either party. No portion of this

publication can be reproduced in whole or in part without the permission of Moran Advertising. The content of this

publication does not necessarily represent the opinions of the publisher. The content of this publication has not been

deemed by the publisher to be correct and accurate. The advertiser agrees that the publisher shall not be liable for damages

arising directly or indirectly from errors occuring in this publication beyond the amount paid for the space actually occupied

by that portion of the advertisment in which the error occurred, whether such error is due to the negligence of its servants

or otherwise, and there shall be no liablity for non insertion of any advertisment beyond the amount paid for such

advertisment. Use of Material: submitted articles, letters, and other works or materials may be used, published, distributed

and stored by Moran Advertising and Daytripping Magazine, in whole or in part, in print or by any other means.

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Move Better, Feel Better, Live Better

By Kelly-Lynn Musico, Brights Grove • Registered Physiotherapist, Registered Yoga Teacher

Being a physiotherapist, I have had

the privilege of encouraging people to

optimize their physical health for the

past 30 plus years. Thirty years—wow,

how time flies when you are doing

what you love! And I love being a

physiotherapist and helping others!

I once read an article that really

resonated with me. It referred to

investing not only in our monetary

wealth for retirement, but also our

physical health for retirement. I loved

that comparison! Let’s think of our

health like a bank. We want to put as

much money in the bank as early as

possible to maximize the gain. Saving

money for retirement is much like

exercise: it is better to start sooner than

later to reap the rewards later in life.

That being said, it is never too late to

start “saving” to maximize our “health


I have always regarded that when

we move better, we feel better. Now

more than ever, during this crazy time

of COVID-19, we can benefit from

making conscious choices to physically

move more, thus reaping the benefits of

exercise both physically and mentally.

Having recently completed, my 200-

hour yoga teacher training, it has

provided me with further opportunity

to explore the body mind connection.

Again, reinforcing my belief that when

we move better, we feel better.

When I refer to exercise, I am

referring to different ways to move our

bodies which improves our health and

fitness. COVID-19 has forced many

industries to “think outside the box”

and do things differently. I have been

“thinking outside the box” for years,

when prescribing exercise to my inhome

clients. Understandably, not

everyone likes to go to the gym or do

“formal” exercises, especially during

these times. One way to get moving

more, is to increase our “functional

fitness” with everyday activities at work

or home. Maybe instead of finding the

closest parking space, park farther away.

Take the stairs more often. Or, how

about doing some balancing exercises

when we are at the bathroom or kitchen

counter? A few extra mini squats before

sitting in our chairs. It all adds up! An

hour is power! That way we are still

increasing our fitness level without it

feeling like a long, onerous task.

What about walking? There are

so many health benefits of simply

walking. Without getting too technical,

walking can improve blood flow and

circulation and can release chemicals

in the brain that can help in improving

our mood. Walking or moving

outdoors during the day has the bonus

of sunlight to increase our vitamin D

levels and further increase our mood.

With many restrictions indoors, we

now can increase our time spent

outdoors. Couldn’t we all benefit from

a few extra rays of sunshine?

During this time, many of us are

missing our connections with friends

and family. How about merging the

walk with a friend? Walking outdoors

with a friend, while maintaining six feet

physical distancing of course, is another

opportunity to boost both our physical

and mental well-being. Sarnia-Lambton

County offers an abundance of beauty

while allowing us to safely maintain

physical distancing from others. How

fortunate for us. No friend physically

available? No problem. Grab some

earbuds or headphones, call a friend,

and get walking. A homemade version

of “telehealth.”

Sometimes, we forget what is in

our own backyard. COVID-19 has

awakened me to once again see the

beauty that lies within our backyard.

Sarnia-Lambton has so many areas

to be discovered. It has been so

enlightening to physically re-connect to

old and new areas: re-exploring Rock

Glen Conservation Area in Arkona with

my daughter this past summer, regular

walks along Lake Huron shores, cycling

along the St. Clair Riverfront, walk and

lunch breaks in Petrolia’s Bridgeview

Park,even committee meetings in

Canatara Park.

It’s time to continue to re-discover the

beauties of our area while increasing

our physical and mental well-being.

Now more than ever, is time to take

the “magic pill of exercise” and invest

in our present and future physical and

mental health.

Move better. Feel Better. Live Better.



The older the fiddle the sweeter the tune. (Irish Proverb)

Submit local photos as well for the magazine, possibly the front cover



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It is considered in bad taste to discuss two subjects at nudists camps.

In bowling, what’s a perfect score?

Ralph, the pin boy.

One is politics. What is the other?

Tape measures.

Paul, why do Hell’s Angels wear leather?


Because Chiffon wrinkles too easily.

Your baby has a certain object which he loves to cling to.

Should you try to break him of his habit?

Yes. It’s daddy’s turn.

Peter Marshall: At NASA, what keeps the cool air running around the spacesuits?

Paul Lynde: Itsy Bitsy Eskimoes...

Peter Marshall: According to Movie Life Magazine, Ann Margaret would xlike to start

Paul Lynde:

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Rose Marie:


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He’s out of town.

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I feel very blessed to have been

born, raised, and allowed to live my life

in Rural Southern Ontario. I may not

have appreciated my circumstances

when I was young, but I was certainly

not denied opportunities. Walking to

and from a rural, one-room school

house with other children in the

neighbourhood was normal. Our

safety was not questioned. If we ever

needed help, it was just up a driveway

to the nearest farm house. The physical

benefits were not rated, and if you

did not see eye-to-eye with everyone

along the way, we learned ways of

subtle avoidance and still arrived at

school (or home) on time.

On Saturdays we piled into station

wagons and cars piloted by dads, moms

or reluctant older siblings and headed

off to baseball games, sometimes at

the local ball park, sometimes going

to another community. If the rivalry

between communities was acute, the

flavour of the game became intense,

but most of the time we were just

having fun playing ball, trading

baseball cards, comparing catching

gloves and bat swings.

I was fortunate to not only have a

bicycle, but also access to riding horses

which were the fringe benefits of my

Dad’s love of horses and his farming

practices. When it was time to bring

the cows up to the barn for milking,

from the back pasture, the quickest

and most enjoyable way was on the

back of a horse. The bicycle got me to

places up and down our concession,

but astride a horse I could venture

much farther outside my comfort

zone and expand a circle of friends to

include those who shared in this form

of transportation.

It’s Where


Grow Up

By Nancy Millman, Sparta

from Daytripping, July-August 2013

I have lived my adult life just a few

miles from where I grew up, and have

always been grateful for the beauty

of the land around me and the rural

way of life. Of necessity, for thirty-five

years I travelled into the city five days

a week to paid employment, but at

the end of the day it was my gratifying

drive back to the farm which put a

smile on my face. Slugging straw bales

onto the elevator as they travelled up

into the barn to my husband for piling,

or guiding the John Deere tractor down

rows of corn with dust rolling up into

my eyes were some of the ways we

spent our time. In spite of the sweat

and dirt, these tasks will always be

so much more enjoyable to me than

unjamming a photocopier or trying to

meet multiple production deadlines,

only to start over and do the same

thing the next day!

We seem to be in a protected pocket

of good weather, with disastrous

environmental happenings being rare,

widely spaced in time and of modest

intensity. Over the years we have

seen our share of flooded fields, crops

wiped out by hail, barn doors being

blown off by gale-force winds, ice

storms and snow storms, but we have

witnessed nothing compared to the

natural disasters which have plagued

other parts of the province, country,

and indeed the world.

The sounds are quiet here. When

I walk the lane from the barn to the

woodlot, stopping to listen, what I hear

is silence, broken by the call of the

crows in the woods or the chattering of

a perturbed killdeer in the field beside

me. Sitting on a log in the woods, I

hear the rustle of leaves in the trees

and squirrels scurrying through the

underbrush. From the front porch of

the house it is the songs of numerous

birds, the cooing of the doves, the call

of cardinals and blue jays which break

the quiet. Local traffic is moderate, and

of course there are always the local

dogs, and neighbourhood children,

but for the most part this is a district

of peace and quiet where these are

sounds of country and comfort. This is

a place where you can take a walk up

the road, wave to the guy working in

a field, check out activity at the farm

on the corner and visit your inner self.

I read a saying once, “It is not where

you grow up, but how you grow up”.

But for me, I believe that where I grew

up was what decided how I grew up.

Having arrived on the far side of life’s

journey, perhaps this philosophy can

be taken a step farther, “It is not how

you grow old, but where you grow

old.” God willing, this is where I intend

to do that!

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Boy: A noise with dirt on it.

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Bureaucrat: A person who cuts red tape sideways.

Here are a few recipes from various fundraising

cookbooks we’ve collected over the years.

You’re welcome to send your own recipes, or on

behalf of an organizaon that has a new cookbook

we can help to promote... it’s free of course.

Creamed Potatoes

5 medium potatoes, pared &

cut into 1/4 inch slices

6 Tbsp mayonnaise

3 Tbsp mustard


The Dobson Family

from “Millennium Menus”

by Bridgeview Public School

A lile fresh snipped parsley

3/4 cup sour cream

6 Tbsp pied ripe black olives

3/4 tsp salt

Microwave potatoes in shallow microwavable dish covered with plasc

wrap on high power unl tender (approx 15 minutes). Let stand 5 to 10

minutes. Combine sour cream, mayonnaise, olives, mustard and salt in a

smal bowl. Add to potatoes. Toss gently, sprinkle with parsley. Serves 6.

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Once upon a time, in a land far away, a beautiful, independent,

self-assured princess happened upon a frog as she sat contemplating

ecological issues on the shores of an unpolluted pond in a verdant meadow

near her castle.

The frog hopped into the princess' lap and said, "Elegant lady, I was once

a handsome prince, until an evil witch cast a spell upon me. One kiss from

you, however; and I will turn back into the dapper young prince that I am."

The frog went on, "And then, my sweet, we can marry and set up house in

yonder castle with my mother, where you can prepare my

meals, clean my clothes, bear my children and forever feel

grateful and happy doing so."

That night, on a repast of lightly sauteed frogs legs

seasoned in a white wine and onion cream

sauce, the princess chuckled to herself and

thought, "I don't think so Mr. Frog."


Slow Cooker Irish

Style Beef Pot Roast

3 to 4 lb beef roast, boneless

4-5 large peeled carrots, in 2” pieces

5-6 medium red potatoes, quartered

2 large onions, peeled & quartered

6 celery stalks, in 2” pieces

1 parsnip, peeled, in 2” pieces

Mike Courtney

from Brigden Fall Fair

2010 Cookbook

1 pkg mushroom gravy mix

1 pkg brown gravy mix

1/3 cup all purpose flour

1/2 tsp each salt & pepper

2 Tbsp Worcestershire sauce

1 tsp Dijon mustard

1 cup beer

Combine gravy mixes, salt, pepper and flour in large bowl. Add the

vegetables to the bowl and toss to coat well. Put vegetables in 5 to 6

quart slow cooker. Add beef roast to bowl, turning to coat with flour

mixture. Remove roast and place in slow cooker in centre of vegetables.

Whisk beer, Worcestershire sauce and Dijon mustard in remaining flour

mixture unl smooth. Add to slow cooker. Cover; cook on low for 10 to 11

hours or on high for 6 to 7 hours or unl beef and vegetables are fork

tender (no srring is necessary during cooking). Remove roast and

vegetables. Carve roast in thin slices. Serve with vegetables and gravy.

Serves 6 to 8.

Orange Mandarin


1 cup sugar

1 cup flour

1 can mandarin oranges with juice

1 tsp baking soda


Fran Wellington

from Wyoming Lioness

30th Anniversary Cookbook

1 egg

1 tsp vanilla


2 cups brown sugar

1/2 cup nuts

Mix first 6 ingredients well. Pour in 8x8” pan, then sprinkle with brown

sugar and nuts. Bake at 350F for 35 minutes

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Our memories, particularly of childhood,

are the most powerful emotion, because

our memories evoke all the emotions at the

same time. The good, the bad, and the ugly.

Feeling all of them at the same time can

sometimes be, I imagine, like being on the

receiving end of a shotgun blast in the face

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be very worth the experience.

Imagine you are 58. Imagine that after

a 16 year search, you finally track down

20 minutes of old 8mm films of yourself

and your family recorded in the 1950s

and 60s that you haven’t seen since way

back then. Personal family photographs

are worth a 1,000 words each. Personal

family old film ‘Moving Pictures’ are worth

a million words per second.

How would you feel seeing those old

family films, including yourself at age four,

for the first time since way back then?

I don’t mind confessing that when, at

age 58, it happened to me, I experienced

shock and then I balled my eyes out.

Indeed, I’m 65 now, and every time

I watch those old film memories the

emotion blast hits me and I still usually

can’t see those old film memories I’m

trying to watch through the tears.

I grew up on the west side of Islington

Avenue, north of Dundas Street West, in

Julie Munday, Certified Pedorthist


Etobicoke, the now west end of Toronto.

Our next door neighbours, Joyce Medforth

and her mother-in-law Lily, both widows,

just happened to have an 8mm movie

camera. Joyce recorded a bunch of home

movies of our family. Every Christmas we

would have Christmas brunch together in

their home and watch the movies she had

recorded of us.

30 years later, in 1992, I was 42 and

became obsessed with finding Joyce’s old

home movies of my family, and it became

a 16 year search.

In early 2002 I had heard about DVD

technology just beginning to emerge in

Canada, and I finally got my hands on

another family relative’s home movie

films to try transferring them to digital

video. Later that year the extended family

got together for Thanksgiving and watched

those old films. There was endless laughing

and crying and thank yous from family,

and a 10 minute chance to talk about it on

radio, which was my mother’s idea. The

radio show call-in phone tree lit up, and

my 10 minutes brought in 40 phone calls

the first day and another 40 every day for

the next week on my message machine.

This response convinced me there were a

lot of people who would also want their

family memories transferred, too. I’ve

been doing it ever since. I expanded my

services to photos, slides, audio and video

tapes, and have made a tonne of families

very happy.

I’ve met a lot of WWII veterans and

holocaust survivors and heard their

stories. I have transferred recordings of

things and events of historical or general

interest to many Canadians: local festivals,

parades, main streets of towns and

villages, Montreal’s Expo ‘67 and Toronto’s

Canadian National Exhibition visits, a royal

visit to Argentina in 1936 and royal visits to

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Canada and Queen Elizabeth’s Coronation,

last runs of old trains, Port Hope flooding

and Credit River winter skating—an endless

list. I did a 1982 Reunion of the Canadian

Rock Band Lighthouse at Ontario Place for

co-founder Paul Hoffert, which included

performing ‘Fly’ on stage with all the band

members’ kids. I transferred home movie

films for Jim Floyd, Chief Engineer of the

AVRO ARROW, and Arrow footage recorded

by the Chief Photo-Filmographer Lou Wise.

I transferred a bunch of 1929-1932 16mm

films recorded by Denton Massey of the

famous Canadian agricultural equipment

Massey family, which included the Calgary

Stampede, Lake Louise, and a lake steamer

tourist trip from Toronto to Lakeside Park

at Port Dalhousie. All quite fascinating

and very gratifying, some of which I’ve

uploaded to my YouTube channel.

But, what about my own family’s old

home movies recorded by Joyce Medforth?

Finally in 2008, my father gave me a

shoebox of some family slides and photos,

that very surprisingly also included the

pamphlet for Joyce Medforth’s memorial.

On that pamphlet was the name of one

of her nephews who presented her

eulogy. I decided to call every person with

that name in Canada until I found him,

hoping he would know where Joyce’s old

films were. My very first phone call was

to Sarnia, Ontario, who turned out to be

Joyce’s eulogy presenting nephew and

he knew who had the films—another

nephew of Joyce. I contacted that nephew,

and six months later, I had 20 minutes of

those old 8mm home movie films Joyce

Medforth had recorded of my family.

When I saw myself in 1954, age four, on

my little orange tractor in the driveway, I

finally experienced what all my customers

do when they see their own memories

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Most if not all my customers have the

same first experience. Many have done

it in front of me when I play them a bit of

their memories to be sure they are happy

with my work. Even the guys who swear to

me the memories mean absolutely nothing

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memories transferred for a family member

who made them promise to get it done. I

quickly learned to have a box of kleenex in

my hands for the inevitable ‘Niagara Falls.’

I transferred Joyce Medforth’s films of

my family just in time for Christmas 2008

to watch and share with my family. We

have watched the films together every

Christmas since then.

When I was that little kid, and older

later, and depressed, my mother would

rally my hopes by telling me that I was

‘special.’ That one day I would find and do

something special. I just had to hang on

to that hope, and be patient, for one day

eventually I would find my special. That

hope my mother gave me kept me going

through life’s ups and downs, searching

for that something to do that would be my

special calling.

Since 2002 I’ve been making so many

people happy by saving their family


In November 2015 my wife and I

retired to St Catharines, where throughout

the Niagara Region and Southwestern

Ontario, I hope to find a lot more families

to make happy, too.

Huh, go figure, eh, Mom? I hope you

can hear me where you are now. You

said way back then that I would find it

eventually, and you were right after all.

I did finally find my special calling.

Thanks, Mom.

Oh crap, there I go balling my eyes out


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questions from

Annual Trivia Night

“The Daytripper” has a team entered every year, but we have yet to win.

1. Which chart-topping 1974 single equated falling in love with

Napoleon’s famed defeat, and who sang it? Both answers must be


2. How many times has the Mona Lisa been stolen?

a] 8 b] 10 c] 1 d] 5

3. What European capital city is not on a river?

4. Which type of rock is the best for fossil hunting?

a] Igneous b] Sedimentary c] Metamorphic

5. What is the name of the anti-slavery novel written by American

author Harriet Beecher Stowe in 1852?

a] Roots b] Uncle Tom’s Cabin

c] Underground Railroad d] 12 Years a Slave

6. What is taphephobia?

a] fear of speed b] fear of toads c] fear of being buried alive

7. What does this logo represent?

8. How many human beings boarded Noah’s Ark?

a] 6 b] 8 c] 10 d] 12

9. Doc, Grumpy, Happy, Sleepy, Bashful, Dopey. Which of Snow White’s

dwarves is missing?

10. Babe Ruth began his baseball career for the Boston Red Sox in 1914.

What position did he play in that year?

11. Inhabited since prehistoric times, this city is widely regarded as the

world’s oldest city. Today it’s the capital of its country. Which city is


12. Name the camera invented by Edwin Land in 1948.

13. Which of the US founding fathers said, “Beer is proof that God loves

us and wants us to prosper.”

a] George Washinton b] Benjamin Franklin

c] John Adams d] Thomas Jefferson


Answers Below

1. Waterloo (ABBA); 2. Once (August 21, 1911); 3. Madrid; 4. Sedimentary;

5. Uncle Tom’s Cabin; 6. Fear of being buried alive; 7. World Wildlife Fund; 8. 8;

9. Sneezy; 10. Pitcher; 11. Damascus; 12. Polaroid; 13. Benjamin Franklin.



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Ask yourself: “What flowers did well

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garden? “

Dream and design, before taking the

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To tide you over until then, you can

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slow down and get back to basics. Be

intentional while watering plants or

dusting off leaves and you will be more

aware of the small moments of joy and

beauty each plant brings.

As we move through the winter

season, we can begin to venture out to

the garden again and check for the first

signs of spring. March is not the nicest

of gardening months, but gives the

opportunity for a garden cleanup before

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break down and provide a wealth of

nutrients for your garden come spring.

The winter season, though dreary

in some aspects, can be great for the

gardener who can use this time to grow

new life indoors, to plan ahead and

anticipate the coming spring. As we

all know, time flies much too fast and

spring will be here before you know it.

Dream on!


❏ Plan garden layout for spring

❏ Continue to feed the birds with seed

and suet

❏ Order seeds and plan your seeding


❏ Start slow to grow seeds indoors:

celery, broccoli, leeks, parsley and

cauliflower and many summer


❏ Clean gardening tools in preparation

for spring

❏ Dust houseplant leaves, replace soil

or repot those that have outgrown

their homes

❏ Tidy garden beds in late March: cut

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You are the fellow that has to decide

Whether you’ll do it or put it aside.

You are the fellow that makes up your mind

Whether you’ll lead or linger behind.

Whether you’ll try for the goal that’s afar

Or be contented to stay where you are.

Take it or leave it, here is something to do.

Just think it over, it’s all up to you.

Nobody will compel you to rise

No one will force you to open your eyes.

No one will force you yes or no

Whether you stay or you go.

Life is a game, but it’s you who must say

Whether a cheat or a sportsman you’ll play.

Fate may betray you, but settle it first

Whether to live your best or your worst.

So whatever it is you are wanting to be

Remember to fashion the choice, you are free.

Keeping the right way or taking the wrong

Kindly or selfish, or gentle or strong

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The Minister of Agriculture

consulting with various agricultural

producers and organizations in

Wyoming about Bill 156, the Security

from Trespass and Protecting Food

Safety Act.

Long-awaited grand opening of

Gateway Casinos Sarnia at

Hiawatha Horse Park, marking the

return of slots to the track for the

first time since 2012.

Meeting with representatives of the

Alzheimer Society of

Sarnia-Lambton about the critical

work they do in our community.

Staying safe during the COVID-19

pandemic. Despite the many changes

to our lives, Queen’s Park continued to

pass important legislation for seniors

throughout 2020.


MPP – Sarnia-Lambton

Building A Better Sarnia-Lambton

I’d like to send my most sincere greetings to the readers of this exciting

new publication. With all the negative news we read every day, I’m

delighted that Sarnia-Lambton now has a magazine focused on

positive news, especially one that’s targeted exclusively for adults 55+.

As part of that demographic myself, I’ve always been focused on the

unique needs of Sarnia-Lambton’s seniors. More than ever, people of

this age group are the foundation of our entire community, offering the

wisdom, insight, experience and work ethic that has built Lambton

County and our entire country.

Although it’s important to always look on the bright side, there is no

denying that our past year has been a particularly difficult time,

especially for Sarnia-Lambton’s most elderly and vulnerable citizens.

Having said that, I’m very heartened by how our entire community,

along with all levels of government, have pulled together and faced our

challenges head-on. As a result, I believe we’re poised for a remarkable

recovery in 2021.

The government has been working hard to support seniors during

these difficult times. Over the past year, I have had the privilege of

making numerous important funding announcements, including nearly

$6.5 million to Bluewater Health, plus major investments in long-term

care, accessible transit, active seniors’ living, mental health supports,

affordable housing, and a host of other projects.

As 2021 unfolds, I believe the collective efforts we have all made will

help us create a stronger, better Sarnia-Lambton. As a proud senior, I

consider our generation the bedrock of our community - and I believe

our best years are still ahead.

Ontario has made historic new

investments in Sarnia-Lambton’s

hospitals and health care services to

keep seniors and our entire

community safe and healthy.


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Remembrance Day was distinctly

different this past year, but I was

still honoured to lay wreaths on

behalf of the Province of Ontario at

many of the local cenotaphs,

including Corunna.

Contact Bob Bailey

Tel.: 519-337-0051

Fax: 519-337-3246

Taking the wheel after announcing

over $9.2 million in funding for 10

Sarnia Transit projects to help improve

transportation and infrastructure.

With MPP Vijay Thanigasalam and

members of the Sarnia Veterans

Parkway group in Heritage Park at the

unveiling of the new Hwy 40 sign.

NOTE: Some photos were taken prior to the COVID-19 restrictions being enacted. Please

follow all current recommended health guidelines for any public gatherings.

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How many dogs does it

take to change a lightbulb?

Golden Retriever -- The sun is shining, the day is young, we’ve

got our whole lives ahead of us, and you’re inside fretting about

a freak’n burned-out lightbulb? OMG!

Border Collie -- Just one. And then I’ll replace any wiring that’s

not up to code.

Dachshund -- Oh, c’mon! You know I can’t reach the lamp!

Rottweiler -- Make me.

Boxer -- Who cares? I can still play with my squeaky toys in the dark.

Lab -- Oh me, me, ME!!!!! Pleeeeeeeeeze let me change the light bulb! Can I? Can I?

Huh? Huh? Can I? Oh, pleeeeze let me do it! Please, please please!

German Shepherd -- I will change your light bulb just as soon as I lead these people

from the dark. I must then make a second check to make sure I didn’t miss any, and

do just one more perimeter patrol to see that no one has tried to take advantage of

the situation… before I address your need to change the light bulb.

Jack Russell Terrier -- SURE! I’ll just pop it in while I’m bouncing off the walls and


Old English Sheep Dog -- Light bulb? I’m sorry, but I don’t see any light bulb?

Cocker Spaniel -- Why change it? I can still find the place where I like to pee on the

carpet in the dark.

Chihuahua -- Yo Quiero! Taco Bulb.

Pointer -- I see it, there it is, there it is, right there…

Greyhound -- Light bulb? It isn’t moving. SO, who cares?

New Zealand Sheep Dog -- Okay, okay, no. First, I’ll put all the light bulbs in a little


Toy Poodle -- I’ll just blow in the Border Collie’s ear and he’ll do it. By the time he

finishes rewiring the house, my nails will be dry.

The Cat’s Answer -- Cats do not change light bulbs. People change light bulbs. So,

the real question is: How long will it be before I can expect some light, some dinner,

and a massage?

She gazed out at the blanket of snow

that covered the backyard. Without

borders its terrain looked foreign, almost

surreal somehow. Except for a few wind

blown drifts, the surface was smooth

and untouched making it look devoid

of character. The sunlight seemed too

harsh and intense, like a spotlight on

an empty stage. It reminded her of an

untouched canvas. Closing her eyes, she

visualized her backyard clearly.

The snow lay flattened in a state

of disarray with hundreds of little

indentations upon the earth as individual

as the flakes beneath them. Tiny

footprints scattered in random patterns

trampled the whiteness making the

yard look worn and valued. The

outline where small bodies

had made angels lay like

empty moulds ready to

be filled with a lifetime

of joy. An abandoned

piece of cardboard lay

beside a fort with two

entrances, and a top

heavy snowman with

one eye seemed to

welcome you into this

white world. Even the

dog had left his trail on

this loving map.

She had spent many

hours in this very spot

in her warm bright

kitchen observing rosy

cheeks, runny noses

and striped mittens.

Her children would

The Window

by Gayle Etherington Black, Ancaster • from Daytripping Winter 2005-06

play while she would appreciate the

silence of the house. Stopping every

now and then between some domestic

chore, she would marvel at their joy of

being outdoors. A simplistic fun that

cost and required nothing more than

what Mother Nature had provided.

They would reluctantly come inside

bringing with them the delicious scent

of the cold and outdoors. She could still

hear the sound of hats being pulled off

their heads, static making their golden

hair stand on end. Bright eyed and

flushed, they would make a mad dash

to the kitchen leaving behind puddles

of snow and water along with discarded

boots kicked off haphazardly. Soggy

mitts and scarves would lie over

the heat registers filling the

house with the smell of

warm wool.

Opening her eyes, she

smiled as she recalled

those loving memories

like a treasured

photograph. It had been

years since her children’s

world had expanded far

beyond the backyard,

but somehow they were

still here with her.

It was comforting

to know that while the

seasons may change

and the view from the

windowpane may be

different, the past as she

lived it would never be

far away.



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The Winter

of ‘77

By Nancy McSloy, London

from Daytripping Winter 2013-14

Growing up in rural Southwestern

Ontario (the Bruce Peninsula to be

precise) in the 50’s and 60’s should

have been a good primer for survival of

the fittest when it comes to a Canadian

winter! The winter of 1977 though was

certainly a test to even the strongest

winter survivalist!

We had just bought our first home,

an old farm house on a back road in

Middlesex County. We were planning on

renovating, had a dog and an 18 month

old little boy and were expecting our next

baby in June of that year. Life was good!

Our knowledge on country things such

as oil furnaces, wells and septic systems

were minimal, our knowledge on

renovating a house which was actually a

money pit was even less. I had grown up

in the country, but my parents had taken

care of all of the maintenance details.

One thing I did know was that you

had to have food in the house. You

couldn’t walk to the corner store to buy

a loaf of bread or a container of milk.

That tidbit of knowledge is probably

what saved us! I also knew that you had

to make sure that the oil tank was full

for the furnace. The oil truck showed

up the day before the storm of ‘77 and

we had gone to Exeter to do a major

grocery shop the previous Saturday. The

larder was stocked, as was the fridge

and freezer.

It was a beautiful Wednesday morning

in late January. My husband got up and

went to work for 7 a.m. just as he did

every other week day. What lay ahead

was a total shock! Later in the day “Old

Man Winter” made a very powerful visit.

The roads were closed by early afternoon

and I was on my own with a baby, a dog

and no clue as to what to do if there was

an emergency. I was stranded!

My husband eventually called me at

about dinner time to say that he would

not be home, the roads were impassable.

He said that he was just going to work

an extra shift and hopefully get home

sometime Thursday, once the storm had

passed. Thursday turned into Friday

and Friday turned into Saturday. He had

spent nearly four days at work and I was

at home, isolated with a baby and a dog.

By Saturday, the

storm had cleared and

the main roads were

getting plowed, not the

rural roads though. He

eventually went over

to the little pub by

the factory where he

worked. He thought that

if he sat there perhaps

someone would have

their snowmobile and

maybe give him a

ride. Eventually someone with an ATV

offered him a ride. They drove down

the highway to our side road and that is

where he was dropped off.

Our house was about a mile from the

highway, but our road was impassable

even with an ATV. He had called me

before he left to say that he was getting

a ride. Time went on and he still wasn’t

home. By this time panic was setting

in and prayers were going up fast and

furious! I am sure those prayers made

little sense, but I just kept talking!

Cell phones were unheard of in

those days so there was no way to

communicate! TV was limited and the

aerial had to be turned every so often in

order to get a signal. I could barely open

the door without having a blast of snow

fall in, let alone go outside and try to

turn a TV antenna! The radio stations all

said the same thing; we were in a state

of emergency. I had visions of being

there by myself with my son and dog

in a couple of months when the snow

would finally melt!

A few hours after he had called to say

he was getting a ride, my prayers were

answered! I heard something outside

and in about a minute, in walked a

“snowman,” followed by a blast of snow

falling into the porch! My husband had

walked or more accurately trudged

through the snow banks and drifts,

tripping and falling constantly. He was

freezing, covered in snow, tired and

starving. His first words were, “Run me

a hot bath, please!”

I had never been so happy to see

someone! The bath was run, the

homemade soup was simmering and

we braced ourselves for what would be

about ten more days of being “snowed

in.” The snow plows and their crews

were overworked. The army was called

in to help and eventually we were dug

out of the winter wonderland!

I was relieved at the fact that the baby

wasn’t due until June, so I didn’t have

to worry about having a baby at home

without any assistance. It was a tough

go, but I like to think that we really had

a turn at “survival of the fittest” and that

our prayers were answered!

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The True Value of Your Teddy Bear

By Lini Richarda Grol, Brampton • from Daytripping July-August 2012


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Recently at an auction, a little old

teddy bear was sold at an exorbitant

price, and to the connoisseurs it was

worth every dollar bid on it. What made

this teddy bear so extremely valuable,

when you can buy these toys for a few

dollars in every toy or department store?

Since 1902 when the first teddy

bear was recorded to be on the massmarket,

each year world wide 950 000

teddy bears are made and sold. No

doubt teddy is the most beloved toy in

the world. The first teddy bears were

home and handmade of fabric, velvet

or plush, or any material from a cast off

piece of clothing, and stuffed with rags,

wood-shavings or what ever was handy.

Today teddy bears are mass produced

and properly stuffed with hygienic new

material, and they come in various

colours and sizes.

We used to dress our bears in our

doll’s clothes. Today you can buy teddy

bears dressed up as brides, sports figures

and even as Sherlock Holmes complete

with a deerstalker- hat, but even they are

not that expensive.

Teddy bears get around—they even

toddled into literature. Who does

not know Winnie the Pooh, a simple

loveable bear, based on a Canadian

cub bear, found in the wild, and raised

and pampered by Harry Coldebourn, a

veterinarian. He named his cub Winnie,

after his favourite city Winnipeg. When

he had to go to war and was sent to

England, he gave Winnie to the London


There, the cub inspired A. A. De Milne

to write the beloved classic children’s

story: Winnie the Pooh. Canada made a

series of stamps of Winnie, and Disney

produced a feature film. Much earlier

a teddy bear had made it into music—

who does not know The Teddy Bear’s

Picnic march?

Our love for the teddy bears has

inspired potters, painters, and printers of

stationery, wallpapers, curtain materials

and children’s clothes. Teddy bear lovers

and collectors have formed clubs, they

publish a newsletter and once in a while

have meetings to show off their precious

teddy bears. And as in every marketable

item, the price is a question of supply

and demand.

Some teddy bears are no longer toys,

they have become a commodity, an

investment to be sold at auctions to the

highest bidder.

And the bids are high for an old teddy

bear in mint condition. But an old teddy

bear in mint condition that has sat

unloved in a box, or glass case,

has never given joy or comfort

to a child. And is that not what

a teddy bear was made for? A

teddy bear that has lived with a

little boy or girl, carries the scars of

having been part of their life, their

love, their fears and frustrations. A

loved teddy bear has been the object of

fierce hugs with sticky hands or peanut

butter and jam or tear-wet kisses. It has

to suffer lots of wear and tear, and needs

many a-washing which in time damages

its fabric. A loved teddy bear gets poked

and pummeled, is dragged by its limbs,

that may cause it, oh horror, to fall apart.

It has had to be repaired over and over

by a doting parent or grandparent, and

after its operation was welcomed back

with wild cries of joy and exuberant hugs

and kisses.

Parents, grandparents, doctors, nurses,

firemen and ambulance workers know

that in times of distress, no other toy can

give comfort to a child like a loveable

little teddy bear. To every child, his or

her dilapidated old teddy bear is truly

precious and priceless. And we all know

that it can never ever be replaced by a

spanking new teddy bear or one in mint

condition. No matter what we adults say,

only a child knows the true value of his

or her teddy bear.

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By Alice Gibb, London • from Daytripping Winter 2010-11

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games. Once the creek had frozen

solid, Joe headed down with his shovel,

cleared a section of ice and created some

makeshift nets. All the neighbourhood

boys of a certain age then headed down

to the creek after school and on holidays.

Hockey became a very serious business

for the rest of the winter. Girls didn’t play,

of course, but we were welcome to sit

by the roaring bonfire on the bank and

either applaud or simper at whatever

player had taken our fancy. Of course,

many of the boys were our brothers, and

we simply ignored them!

Adults in our small hamlet were often

overhead muttering about Joe. Things

like the fact that he had fathered ten

children and that he didn’t have a day

job. We’d overhear comments like “Well,

how can he be sick when he plays

hockey down at the creek every day?” or

even harsher sentiments such as “Wish

I could catch the kind of heart problems

that Joe has.”

Nonetheless, it was Joe’s presence

that allowed neighbourhood youngsters

to spend exhilarating hours on the

frozen creek. The rest of the parents

knew that if someone did venture

onto a soft spot, Joe was there to

haul them back to safety. He was

a voice of reason for occasional

spats and an informal referee

for the pick-up hockey

games. While

my brother and

I were slightly

awed by him

when we visited at the family’s cramped

little bungalow overlooking the creek, on

the ice Joe was just one of the guys!

We were eating breakfast at our big

kitchen table one morning when Bill

O’Shea knocked at our back door. My

mother escorted him in; the usually

hyper redhead was subdued.

“My Dad,” he said, “had a heart attack

last night. He’s gone.” For a moment,

time stopped. We put down our slices of

toast and contemplated the fact that the

world had suddenly shifted. It seemed,

until Bill’s statement, impossible to

believe that one of your parents could

actually die.

The funeral was held on a school day

so we couldn’t attend. The adults in our

lives did all go to the funeral home to pay

their respects. Eventually Mrs. O’Shea,

Bill and the rest of the kids moved to

the city. By the next winter, or the one

or two after that, the creek had become

so polluted that it was no longer safe

for skating. We never learned whether

someone else’s father would have

stepped up to the plate to shovel snow

from the frozen surface or settle

hockey quarrels. We didn’t

know it then, but over the next

15 years, almost all of us would

leave our village behind as many

of the homes were dismantled

by a local industry. Or that the

creek would become more

celebrated for its oil slick

than for the frozen waters

and the happy sounds

of slapping hockey

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Whenever I “go shopping” with

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watching sports at home on TV. Yes, I

know that pools of men ritualistically

collect around the “electronics section”

of most big stores, but often it’s hard

to watch the action, so I have learned

to bring along a good book to read


Will people read much in the future?

We are becoming so passive, that

audio books might become our prime

source of “reading.” Newspapers are

shrinking in size, and the articles are

never lengthy because we are now in

the age of the “sound bite,” which is

on a rather rigorous diet, diminishing

radically each year. Some people, I’m

sure, read only the headlines. And now

that I have entered the realm of hitech,

I bring along my electronic book

reader, which allows me, like Miriam, to

sample several books just as she tries on

different stores in the mall.

Unfortunately, the people who design

malls do not want shoppers to sit for

extended periods. You can accomplish

only so much reading when sitting on

uncomfortable benches installed to

force one into the stores. Inevitably,

even when I am uncomfortably set up

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Here are a few techniques that work for

me. Try them out.

If they dispense free food samples,

remain in front of the queue and say:

“I’m really hungry; that’s not enough.

More please. More! I’m retired. Super

size me! Super size me!” Make a big fuss

when they run out. If in an American

mall, tell them you are on food stamps.

Tell them you voted for Obama. Be

careful with that one.

After the food sortie, load up on

boxes of condoms and when others

aren’t looking, place several boxes in

older people’s carts. Randomly “meet”

these people later in aisles, and make

a big deal out of their purchase. Tell

them that you are impressed. Ask them

how they do it. Are they on special

supplements? Are they the ones that

you saw in the Cialis commercial?

Ask them for advice. Flash them the

thumbs up sign.

In the “sporting goods” department

at American malls, ask to see their

sharpest knives and biggest guns. Advise

the clerk that your favourite movie is

Taxi Driver, and then ask him or her

where the anti-depressants are shelved.

When an eager clerk probably on

commission asks if they can help,

demand to know their qualifications.

Tell them that you have had issues with

trust since your wedding. Ask: “Why

can’t people just leave me alone?”

Then, smile and say, “I’m going over to

sporting goods.”

Walk into the “house wares

department.” Set every alarm clock to

go off at 1 minute intervals. When each

clock starts to ring, begin shouting, “I’m

late. I’m late for a very important date!”

If you get tired of these antics, simply

return to an uncomfortable bench and

read a little more.

Hunger is a good sauce. (Irish Proverb)

A hearty dinner of Easter ham, your family’s favourite salads and a

special dessert is a great way to create or continue a family tradition.

Glazes for Baked Ham & Picnic Ham

General Directions: Thirty minutes before end of baking time,

remove the ham from oven, score fat (cut shallow crisscross gashes),

stick with cloves, spread with a glaze and return to oven.

Brown Sugar-Orange Glaze: Mix together 1 cup brown sugar, 1 tsp. dry mustard and

enough orange juice to moisten.

Brown Sugar-Pineapple Glaze: Mix 3/4 cup brown sugar with 3/4 cup crushed pineapple.

Molasses Glaze: Mix dark molasses with a very little vinegar from sweet pickles. Spread

sparingly on ham. Sprinkle with fine breadcrumbs.

Maple Cider Glaze: Mix 1/2 cup maple syrup, 1/2 cup cider, and 2 tbsp. dry mustard.

Spiced Honey Glaze: Mix 1 cup honey with 2 tbsp. mustard. Spread over ham. Sprinkle with

fine breadcrumbs.

Jelly Glaze: Mix 1 cup red jelly with 4 tbsp. horseradish.

Cranberry Glaze: Mix 1 can whole or jellied cranberry sauce, mashed with a fork, with 1/2

cup light corn syrup. Or, use cranberry sauce alone.

My Best Potatoes to serve a crowd

If desired, use two smaller baking dishes; bake one now and freeze the second.

Bake casserole to be frozen for only 30 minutes.

2 lb. (1 kg) bag frozen hash browns 2 cup cheddar cheese, low-fat, grated

1 cup chopped onion

1 cup corn flakes or potato chips, crumbled

2 10 oz. cans cream of mushroom 2 tbsp. margarine, melted

soup, not diluted

Salt to taste

2 cup sour cream, low-fat

Pepper to taste

Sauté onion in 2 tbsp. margarine until soft. In large bowl or pan, mix soup, sour cream,

cheese, seasonings, onion and potatoes. Spread into 9x13 inch greased baking dish.

Mix corn flakes and melted margarine; spread on top. Bake, uncovered, at 350 F for

about 1 hour or until bubbly. Variation: For a one-dish meal, add 2-3 cups cubed, cooked

ham. Serves 12. (Approx. 223 cal., 12 grams fat per serving if using low-fat sour cream and cheese).

Oven Roasted Vegetables

1 envelope Lipton Italian Herb with tomato or any other dry soup mix

1 1/2 lb. assorted fresh sliced vegetables**

1 tbsp. vegetable oil

** Use any combination of vegetables for a total of 1 1/2 cups each (zucchini, yellow

squash, red or green bell peppers, carrots, celery and mushrooms). Preheat oven to 450 F.

In large Ziploc bag or bowl, add all ingredients. Close bag and shake, or toss in bowl until

all vegetables are evenly coated. Empty vegetables into a 13 x 9-inch baking or roasting

pan and bake for 10 minutes. Stir vegetables. Bake for an additional 10 minutes or until

vegetables g are tender. Makes 4 servings g (Approx.( 92 cal., 4 grams fat per serving).

Sweet Potato Soufflé

2 c. sweet potatoes, cooked and mashed 3/4 tsp. salt

3/4 c. hot milk

Pepper, few grains

1/3 c. butter or margarine

3 egg whites, stiffly beaten

1 tsp. grated lemon rind

To mashed sweet potatoes, add hot milk and butter. Beat until fluffy. Add lemon rind, salt

and pepper. Fold in egg whites (beaten stiff, but not dry). Pile lightly into a greased

casserole. Bake in hot 400˚F oven 30 to 35 minutes or until puffy and browned. Makes

about 6 servings (approximately 256 calories and 10 grams fat per serving). If desired: Top

with 3/4 cup miniature marshmallows or cut up large marshmallows. Broil a few seconds

until lightly browned. As a timesaver, use canned sweet potatoes.

The Ultimate Make-Ahead Strata

Everyone loves this puffy dish! Look through the refrigerator to see what you have.

Hopefully, you’ll come up with about 1 cup cooked meat, (e.g.: corned beef, ham, Spam,

chicken, turkey, cooked sausage meat or bacon). Next, see what you can find in veggies,

such as 1 cup asparagus, broccoli, spinach or even a can of mushrooms, drained.

10 slices any kind, day-old bread, crusts removed

2 tbsp. butter or margarine

1 small onion, finely chopped

1/2 red pepper, chopped

1 cup Cheddar cheese, grated

10 large eggs


1 1/2 cups milk

1/2 cup Parmesan cheese, grated, optional

1 tsp. Worcestershire sauce

2 tbsp. dried parsley, crushed, if you have it

pinch cayenne or dash Tabasco 2 tbsp. butter, melted

1/4 tsp. nutmeg, if you have it

crushed Special K or Corn Flakes

Butter shallow baking dish large enough to fit 4 slices of bread (about 9x13-inch dish).

Butter each of them as if you were going to make sandwiches and lay 4 in dish. Cut more

slices to completely cover bottom of dish. Put butter-side up. Mix onion, pepper,

Cheddar, chopped veggies and chopped meat; spread mixture over bread. Cut remaining

bread in triangles or in different shapes or leave whole; put on top of mixture. Beat

together eggs, milk, Worcestershire sauce and other seasonings. Pour over sandwiches;

cover and refrigerate at least 2 hours or overnight. When ready to bake, mix Parmesan,

parsley, butter and cereal; sprinkle on top. Bake, uncovered, at 350 degrees for about 1

hour until bubbly, set and puffy. Allow to sit about 10 mins. before serving. (Approx. 340

cals, 10g. fat, 23g protein, 17g carbs, 490mg. sodium and 3g dietary fibre per serving.)

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Have you ever wondered why Mom

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must be because of my independent

spirit. She had to put up with it from day

one. When she gave birth to me, the

nurse would bring me in squalling.

“Feed peewee, she has got the

whole nursery in an uproar.” My

defense for this is that the fools

would have slept through their

feeding. Somebody had to alert

them. Better me than no one.

The day my parents brought

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sofa and I was squalling again

(must have been near meal

time.) The family dog took one

sniff and ran away for three days!

I have that effect on people. Old

Pal did return, but he decided we

would keep a cool relationship.

His duty was to protect me, of

course, only for Mom and Dad’s sake.

They were his owners, not me. Well, that

is what he thought.

My mother recalls that one day she

brought in my bottle and I threw it back

at her. “Enough of the bottle. I’m big

now, so bring on the cup.”

Hard to believe that someone so sweet

looking could be a holy little terror. Fed

squash... it ended up on my head. She

soon got the hint that I didn’t like squash.

Put a hat on my head and I released a

tune of “Naw, Naw,” as I pulled it off.

Having a dirty diaper found me

walking with my legs straddled, gagging.

Really when I think about it I decided

everything that she needed to do. All

that was left for her was to do it!

Walking along main street on a Friday

night saw my Dad having to carry me

facing where I was going. Simple enough!

Who wants to see where they’ve been?

A visit to the doctor was a real treat

for her. It was simple as far as I was

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three ring circus started when they called

my name. Mom would have to drag me

crying and screaming through the door.

Things would have been a lot simpler if

she had left me to my own decision. I

hated going to the doctor. It’s not that

I didn’t like him, but I hated the

tongue depressor. I thought I would

throw up, not to mention the nurse

from #^@*! Was she mean with the

needle. I must say my dad found out

how handy she was with a needle,

when he went in for a shot. Then

they understood my aversion to

the whole idea of going to see the

doctor. What if I had to have a

shot? It sets my teeth on edge

even now.

The time came for me to go

to school. Did I want to go? N-O-

O-O! The first year was a trauma

for mother, me and the teacher.

Funny enough, the second year

was better. Another girl was brought

in by her mother kicking and crying.

The poor teacher! Not another one! Of

course, I was cool with the idea of school

by then and I sympathized with her.

I told her it would be okay. To this day

when we run into each other we have a

laugh about our trouble with school the

first year.

I run into my first grade teacher every

now and again. Yes, the woman is still

alive having survived the trauma, and

no, she doesn’t run the other way when

she sees me. Brave woman!

Things did get better as I got older.

I eventually ventured off to my own

apartment. Are there any bets that Mom

was ready to send me from day one?

Now, I was really independent and loved

living on my own.

My life partner now has the pleasure

of my independent spirit. The rules are

still the same. Let me alone, so I can do

a thing the way I think it should be done.

Oh, by the way... his hair is now grey.

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phrase just meant getting a drink.

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Age demeaning remarks can come

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out a colour for our new living room rug

when I pointed out a tint I disliked. The

saleswoman, in late middle age like

myself, answered my comment with “I

hate it too! It reminds me of old age.

But we’re all headed that way aren’t

we?” I managed a slight smile, gritted

my real teeth and changed the subject.

It makes me angry every time I hear

something derogatory about age. I hate

the commercials that tell us how to

erase fine lines and wrinkles, tighten

saggy eyelids, fade age marks and hide

every hint of gray hair. I should hold

a placard outside of our local beauty

salon saying “I’m keeping my wrinkles

and laugh lines, my sagging neck, my

droopy lids and everything else about

me that hints that I’m no longer young

and am not ashamed of it, so there!” Of

course the younger ones would agree

that my crazy behavior and outlandish

attitude was due to early onset senility

and I’d be swept away in a paddy


A friend of mine, a very attractive

woman whose hair turned prematurely

white when she was in her thirties was

going to see a nice relaxing movie. A

cocky teenager selling tickets asked,

“Are you a senior?” despite the fact she

was only fifty one.”

“Not yet,” she said while forcing a

fake smile.

“Well if you’re over forty,” he

remarked arrogantly “You’re already

over the hill!”

It’s lucky my friend is good natured

or she might have kicked him way

over the hill and into the river! What

a nerve!

I’ve heard of age discrimination in

the job market, but when someone

on a documentary announced he had

lost his job as vice president of a large

corporation because he was too old

and set in his ways I wanted to laugh

out loud, because the facts were so

absurd. I’m getting used

to doctors who look like

teenagers taking care of

me when I go to the clinic,

and lawyers on sitcoms

looking as if they just got

out of high school, but

when a forty seven year

old is treated as if he’s

becoming obsolete it’s just

too much to tackle.

There are so many

people I know who

are living vibrant and

productive lives and are in their

eighties now. A friend who lives in the

area where I used to live is now eighty

four, but she’s still energetic and loves

life. And she’s very thankful to have

her health. To this day she attends

exercise classes every week, rides

her bike, travels and attends various

meetings and has her black belt in Tae

Kwon Do.

My husband plays bridge every

week and one of the oldest members

is almost ninety. She’s sharp and finds

duplicate bridge relaxing! My uncle

practiced law well into his seventies

and there are so many I know who are

living productive lives in their senior

years that they’re too numerous to


Imagine if Grandma Moses decided

not to paint because she was getting

old. If Michelangelo had decided at

sixty five that he was a ‘has been’ the

world would have been deprived of his

most famous frescoes. So many well

known people have achieved so much

in their later years.

“You’re as old as you feel,” is a worn

out saying but it’s so

true. A persons attitude,

not our youth obsessed

society, should have

the last word, and it’s

time that older people

demand more respect.

Now that the baby

boomers are ageing,

attitudes will slowly begin

to change. Older people

should be able to ripen

naturally, not succumb

to cosmetic surgery, laser

treatments and liposuction in order

to be accepted in society. When the

lack of young workers results in many

seniors returning to work, it won’t be

their looks that are important but their

experience, open mindedness and


So here’s to people over forty. We

may be considered over the hill but

there’s another one up ahead waiting

for us to climb!

Publisher’s note:

Since when is 40 over the hill!

Egads, the nerve of some people!

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on a dark and stormy night in December

1952. In the old days, I’d have been right

at the end of the baby boomers, but now

they’ve sort of extended it and there are

more baby boomers than there used to

be. Of course, the folks who are runnin’

the world these days—mostly young

folks—absolutely can’t leave anything

alone. Like I think they’ve dumped

Daylight Savings Time when I wasn’t

looking…or maybe they dumped the

other one. Anyway, we might not have

to change our clocks anymore…and I

hated changing my clocks, but it was

just something you always did…why

change it?

Of course, from the perspective of

an old guy—a gnarly old codger—most

everything on the planet seems to

be in a bit of a mess these days. Yea,

we’re overpopulated and overpolluted

and over this and over that…but we’re

strugglin’ along, careening from crisis to

crisis in the same way we always have

since the beginning of recorded history.

We’re not good at long range planning…

we just sort of fumble along, sometimes

staggering remarkably close to the edge,

but always, never quite toppling over.

Yea, I was born and raised in the

small town of Hanover and still have

the fondest regards for that community.

Growing up in Hanover back in the

really old days was sort of like growing

up in Mayberry. You know, where Andy

Griffith and Don Knotts were the police

department, every boy in town owned

a BB gun and there was roller skating

in the summer and ice skating in the

winter. We watched John Wayne and

Audie Murphy save the free world at

the Paramount Theatre every Saturday

afternoon. It surely seemed like a

simpler time when things were more

cut and dried.

You know, we spent most of our

time as young people growing up in

Hanover complaining about how bored

we were. Only now, as I watch today’s

young people on their devices, do I

realize what a richness of activity I

grew up in the middle of. We had our

ice and roller skating, there was the

bowling alley, the pool room, the show,

a couple of restaurants to act as after

school hangouts. The churches in town

By John Gardiner,


ran “coffee houses” for teens and there

were dances going on all the time. I

played in a band when I was a young

guy—and, actually, still do—and we

were busy all the time because there

were always dances and parties and


We grew up in a golden period to

be a young person. My parents never

really got to be teenagers because they

grew up during the Great Depression

and the war; my dad always thought

he was extremely lucky because he

was just too young to actually be in the

war, but was old enough to share in

the prosperity that came after the war.

Our generation not only didn’t have to

endure a depression or a war, but really

also got to share in the prosperity of the

1950’s, 1960’s and early 1970’s, when

the world seemed filled with hope and

anything seemed possible.

These days, the world seems

enormously complicated and difficult

to navigate in. But I’m kinda thinkin’

that just might be me getting to be an

old guy. I suppose it’s only natural to

feel that your generation grew up in

the best of times—had the best music,

movies, TV shows, books and cars and

everything else. I think each generation

sort of feels like that about the times

they grew up and came of age in.

But that won’t stop me thinking

that my generation was the one that

had the absolute best of everything

as we passed along through life. I’ve

had a great run through life and have

somehow ended up with some really

old children and a whole passle of notso-old

grandchildren…not really sure

how it happened, but extremely glad it

did. It is, however, exceptionally strange

to be the same age as old people.

Anyway, be well and stay safe out

there, or as the guy on Hill Street Blues

used to say, “Be careful out there,

because life can throw some really

challenging curves at you.”

I sometimes say, “Be good, and if you

can’t be good, then be careful.”

Publisher’s note: I was born in ‘65 John

and always thought I was at the end of the

boom! I hear permanent Daylight Time

isn’t a sure thing yet, but Ontario has

greenlighted it if Quebec and New York

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Aging with Grace

by Billy Yurchuk, General Manager of Wellings of Corunna

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Winter 2021

What a year 2020 was and what

should we expect in 2021? Keeping

ourselves and those around us safe

from harm could be deemed as the

activity of highest priority during these

unprecedented times. It is becoming

more and more important to help

each other and especially our more

vulnerable seniors throughout Lambton

County. Whether it is helping with their

shopping or clearing snow from their

driveways, making other’s lives easier is

just the right thing to do.

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assistance to make your shopping

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It is crucial for the survival of our

local businesses that the residents of

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their way of doing business to keep you

safe by the habits of proper sanitization,

limiting the number of customers in

their stores at one time as well as curbside

pickup in many cases.

While it is important to physically

distance yourself from others and in

fact, physically isolate yourself, in order

to keep yourself safe, it is not good to

isolate yourself completely. Keeping

your mental health in mind is of

constant importance and reaching out

to others will help with that. If you have

a computer or tablet, staying in touch

with video will be beneficial. If you are

not computer savvy, there are those who

can help with that. There are several

events and services available online

such as bingo, live entertainment, etc.

and I promise you that computers are

easier than you think!!

I ran into one such example of a

new hobby recently. On the second

Wednesday of each month, I host an

interview of sorts at Wellings of Corunna

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Sit alone on the bench, or stroll through the park,

Watch children at play, 'till day light turns dark.

The years we were children, let your minds wander back,

Our lives and our bodies, knew how to relax.

Today, it's all hurry, with our lives on the run,

Slow down, my dear reader, or your days shall be done.

Go visit your elders, (should they still walk the earth,)

Take a walk with them slowly, and make their life worth.

If you're hungry for money, the fortune you've made,

Could cost you your health, and buy you a grave.

Our health is quite precious, as all folks should know,

Your life will last longer, relax, and go slow.

Don't misinterpret, your life's still a prize,

A person should daily, all do exercise.

(The moral of this poem)

It's speed, greed, and hurry, that's getting us down,

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Staying Independent

“I’m never leaving my house!” or

“They’re going to have to carry me out of

here!” These are just a couple of phrases

we hear from our friends and neighbours

when we talk to them about their desire

to stay in their homes as they age.

Understandable really when you consider

the following.

A new study by Home Care Ontario

states that 91% of all seniors in Ontario

want to stay in their own home as long

as possible, and 95% know that being

in their own home with some assistance

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facing. They want to live in their home

and they cannot afford to leave.

Over that past decade we have seen

a pattern develop. The individual senior

realizes that they need assistance.

Perhaps with keeping up the house such

as cleaning, yard maintenance, laundry—

things that younger adults manage

with relative ease (excluding my kids of

course, who can never keep their rooms

clean). It starts with a little home-based

assistance, then perhaps meals become

an issue. Making a balanced, nutritious

meal, peeling the potatoes, cooking the


Cost /Month

Toronto $4,050

Ottawa $2,865

Mississauga $3,150

London $3,367

Windsor $3,287

Lambton County $3,314

Chatham-Kent $2,811

Ontario $3,758

meal, etc. becomes

a hassle. It becomes

easier to open a can

of soup.

Many times, family

steps into the need,

picking up the tasks

that Mom or Dad

are challenged by.

Depending on the

kids, this can work

and in many cases

it works well. Many

times, the kids are too

Gone But Not Forgotten

By Jean Leedale Hobson

The everyday experiences we knew years ago must seem almost

incomprehensible when told to the youth of today.


• Putting a three-cent stamp on a first-class letter?

• Filling a fountain pen with ink from a bottle?

• Forgetting to empty the tray under the icebox?

• Going to a Friday night movie for a quarter,

and taking home a dinner plate as well?

• Trying to keep the seams straight in silk stockings?

• Waxing and polishing hardwood floors down on our hands and knees?

• Bringing in sweet-smelling laundry from the clothes line?

• Ironing cotton handkerchiefs, starching shirt collars, darning socks?

• Taking the boss's dictation down in shorthand, then transcribing the

squiggly lines on a manual typewriter?

• Using a sheet of carbon paper to make a copy?

• Wearing a hat and gloves just to go shopping?

• Pumping the player piano for family sing-songs?

• Creating our own mental images as we listened to sitcoms, plays or

sports on the radio?

• Cranking the wall telephone to reach the operator, hoping the party

line was not in use? Then hoping nobody's listening as we talk.

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busy with their lives and families.

The progression continues over years

and more complex care is required.

Activities of Daily Living is the technical

term. ADL’s, if you are into acronyms. They

include bathing and grooming, dressing

and undressing, meal preparation,

functional transfers (assisting in sitting,

standing, or laying position), toileting,

ambulation (physical movement),

memory care and stimulation. At this

stage we have seen individuals remain

very safe, happy, and secure in the homes.

They are where they want to be, and we

are helping them.

So, there it is. Living at home while

aging, or “Aging in Place,” (another term)

can be done and done well. It really

just becomes a decision, and after the

decision, a plan.

In future articles we will go deeper

into important topics that will put some

meat on the bones of your plan. For now,

we will go through some of the basics.

Housekeeping and home maintenance

are areas that many Age in Placers

require help with. Doing your homework

pays off. Finding a lawn maintenance

company for instance can be done by

doing an online search. However, a

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covered? Will their standard of service

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you need the service so when you do

have the need you will not be behind the


This same methodology applies across

many if not all the other different aspects

of assistance you may find you require.

Now you have the beginning of a plan

to stay at home as you age, or as you Age

in Place. See how I did that?

Ok, now what? Tell everyone. Tell your

kids. Believe me they will be thrilled. Tell

your neighbours. They will probably want

the lawn company’s contact information

for themselves. Display the plan in a

bright red folder beside your favourite

chair, and tell everyone this is your Age

in Place folder, “...if you ever need to

get some information on my service


Our experience over the past 10 years

of offering home-based-care shows us

one inescapable, in-your-face truth. Here

it is. Those individuals that are willing to

accept help do much, much better with

living long, happy, independent lives with

joy, than those that for whatever reason

in fear, or just shear stubbornness, refuse

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By Dot Sale, Belmont - from Daytripping’s July-Aug 2016 issue

One of the problems with

technology, particularly the way we

now take digital photographs and save

them electronically, is what will happen

to them in the future. Practically gone

now are the photo albums people used

to create filled with family photos taken

during special occasions and trips. Now

the modern generation whips out their

cell phones, and iPads to show off their

latest photos of new family members

or the trips they just came back from.

Rather than making hard copy photo

albums, everything is being saved on

memory sticks, or to something called

a Cloud on the internet, or simply

being pasted on Facebook for everyone

to see.

As a family genealogist, I’ve

discovered the hard way that the good

old days of photography and photo

saving weren’t that perfect either.

I recently received a large box of

family memorabilia that included

three photo albums—one of family

A new magazine, for people who aren’t! (new that is)

members, as well as an abundance of

loose photos.

Sadly, my great-aunt, whose box it

had been, had fallen into the same trap

as everyone else. She didn’t put names

on all the photos, or in the case of the

albums, under them. There were a few

exceptions, though, and of these I am

extremely grateful.

In many cases, though, rather than

writing the name of who the photo

was of on the back of it (presuming,

I guess, the next person to see them

would know) instead they had written

where and occasionally when the

photograph was taken. Any letter they

might have been included with had not

been saved.

Early on in my family genealogy

hobby I had heard during a presentation

that identifying the subject of your

photos was something everyone

should do. That way whoever inherited

them would know whether they should

be kept and passed on in the family,

or just thrown out. Being guilty of not

doing it myself, I had gone home and

immediately set about identifying all

the photographs I had stored in boxes,

including whenever possible, putting

them into separate photo folders.

Call me old fashioned, but I still go

to the store and make hard copies of

important photographs my husband

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album to put them in and make it a

point to put a label on it, giving the

event, place it was held, and the date

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By Betty Popelier, Oil Springs from Daytripping March-April 2018

The years have gone by far too quickly

and according to the calendar I have

grown old. I don’t feel old, but I know

it must be so. My boobs are starting to

get pretty friendly with my stomach.

The skin on my underarms is looking

like a bag of prunes and I am forced to

acknowledge the growing number of

aches and pains throughout my body. But

what is most noticeable is the reflection

of a face that peers back at me when I

look into the mirror— unbelievably it’s

me. When did my pink, smooth, delicate

skin disappear only to be replaced by

a pasty white face, filled with so many

lines, creases and wrinkles? Where did

they come from? I want them to go away.

I want my old face young again.

But wait a minute, do I really?

If I still had my youthful, clear face, it

would mean that I have not laughed.

There are several creases on each

corner of my mouth. One or two a

result of happy smiles on the day of

my wedding; naive and unafraid, I

climbed aboard the roller coaster called

marriage, and 53 years later, what a

wild ride it has been!

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expressions of pure joy on the days each

of my children were born. I remember

all the laughter and fun experienced

during many of our camping trips

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school. “Did mommy make it through

the day?” the bus driver asked. I think

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Somehow despite the worry, those

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has aged, but now appears

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• Aspire to be Barbie - the witch has everything.

• If the shoe fits - buy them in every color.

• Take life with a pinch of salt... A wedge of lime, and a shot of tequila.

• In need of a support group? - Cocktail hour with the girls!

• Go on the 30-day diet. (I'm on it and so far I've lost 15 days).

• When life gets you down - just put on your big girl panties and deal

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• Let your greatest fear be that there is no PMS and this is just your


• I know I'm in my own little world, but it's ok. They know me here.

• Lead me not into temptation, I can find it myself.

• Don't get your knickers in a knot; it solves nothing and makes you

walk funny.

• When life gives you lemons - turn it into lemonade then mix it with


• Remember, wherever there is a good looking, sweet, single or married

man there is some woman tired of his nonsense!

• Keep your chin up, only the first 40 years of parenthood are the hardest.

• If it has tires or a beard it's gonna give you trouble.

• By the time a woman realizes her mother was right, she has a daughter

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By Norma West Linder, Sarnia - From Daytripping, Christmas 2007

When I was a kid I watched a

magician flutter a red silk handkerchief

and produce, seemingly out of

nothing, a huge bouquet of rainbowcoloured

flowers. I was entranced.

To this day, I am easily confounded

by magic. The simplest card tricks

baffle me. One I found on Simeon’s

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simeonmagic.com) was so easily

solved I was embarrassed when my son

explained it to me. Simeon showed four

cards, instructed me to choose one, and

promised my card would be missing

when he showed the cards again. Sure

enough, it was. What I didn’t realize

was that all four cards were different

ones. I had been concentrating so

hard on my chosen nine of diamonds,

I hadn’t even noticed the other cards.

Until I saw his biography on Patrick

Watson’s TV show “The Canadians”

I’d never heard of Stewart James,

even though he was born and died in

Courtright, Ontario, just a few miles

down the St. Clair River from Sarnia.

James, born in 1908, lived in a

house named “Aberystwyth” for most

of his life. An only child, he was overly

protected by his mother. He always

had to go right home after school, and

she would never allow him to play with

other children. Probably this accounts

for the fact that he became attached

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It would have been lonely for him

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From 1956 until 1977, the great

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creative forces in magic, originating

hundreds of tricks. Most of them were

published in books and magazines, and

many were released as marketed items.

When “Stewart James in Print: The

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Stewart James died on November 5,

1996. He had been a member of the

Order of Merlin Excelsior since 1926.

Many children enjoy trying their

hands at magic, but few of them ever

attain such success in the art as Stewart

James, the wizard of Courtright.

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The schoolhouse bell sounds bitter in youth and sweet in old age. (Irish Proverb)

If your business offers anything to people 55+, you can advertise too!

When things in your life seem almost

too much to handle, when 24 hours in

a day is not enough, remember the jar

and two glasses of wine.

A professor stood before his

philosophy class and had some items

in front of him. When the class began,

wordlessly he picked up a very large and

empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to

fill it with golf balls. He then asked the

students if the jar was full. They agreed

that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of

pebbles and poured them into the jar. He

shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled

into the open areas between the golf

balls. He then asked the students again

if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of

sand and poured it into the jar. Of course,

the sand filled up everything else. He

asked once more if the jar was full. The

students responded with an unanimous

“yes.” The professor then produced two

glasses of wine from under the table

and poured the entire contents into the

jar, effectively filling the empty space

between the sand. The students


“Now,” said the professor, as

the laughter subsided, “I want

you to recognize that this jar

represents your life. The golf

balls are the important things


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faith, family, children, health, friends,

and favorite passions—things that if

everything else was lost and only they

remained, your life would still be full.

“The pebbles are the other things that

matter, like your job, house and car. The

sand is everything else—the small stuff.

If you put the sand into the jar first,”

he continued, “there is no room for the

pebbles or the golf balls.

“The same goes for life. If you spend

all of your time and energy on the

small stuff, you will never have room

for the things that are important to you.

So… pay attention to the things that are

critical to your happiness. Play with

your children. Take time to get medical

checkups. Take your partner out to

dinner. Play another 18 holes.

“There will always be time to clean

the house and re-arrange the shed. Take

care of the golf balls first—the things that

really matter. Set your priorities. The rest

is just sand.”

One of the students raised her

hand and inquired what the wine


The professor smiled, “I’m

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how full your life may seem,

there’s always room for a

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milestones &

Send us a photo o of someone’s one’s milestone


birthday, anniversary or rerement that has

taken place recently, or if they just deserve

recognion. The main person must be 55 or

over and the photo must be of good quality.

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Grant Jones

Dedicated Blue Water Health volunteer,

turns 90 on February 19, 2021.

Cathy Cooper

of Bright’s Grove, rered on December 31,

2020 aer 34 years with TD Bank. Shown here

with granddaughter Samantha St. Pierre.

Joe & Lois McGrail

of Wyoming, celebrated their

50th Wedding Anniversary on October 24, 2020

Merlyn Inch

turned 85 on

December 14, 2020.

Photo by Mel Inch.

Gary Shrumm

of Sarnia, turned 65 on

July 17, 2020



A man may live after losing his life but not after losing his honour. (Irish Proverb)

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Joan-Marie Dibblee (Moran)

turned 65 on December 15, 2020.

Bruce Dean

turned 75 on

December 12, 2020.

Heather Jackson

rered on December 18, 2020 aer

20 years with the Lambton Kent

District School Board

George Sco

turned 65 on

October 27, 2020.

Despite the countless hours I’ve spent

thinking of ideas for this new magazine, this

“Milestones” secon was a last minute

thought. Because there was no planning and

because we’ve never published an issue of

this magazine unl now, I went to my own

Facebook page and the “You Goa Love

Sarnia” Facebook page and asked people to

send in photos to commemorate these key

points that have been celebrated in the lives

of Sarnia-Lambton residents. A 50th

anniversary, a 75th birthday, rerement aer

35 years, making the mayors honour list,

maybe singing the Naonal anthem at a

Sarnia Sng game... any milestone, with the

only rule being that the protagonist in the photo

must be 55 or older. And at no cost. Quite frankly, I think this could be a magazine in itself.

The very first submission was from a friend named Rhonda Lee Read, but it was

Stephenson when I knew her. We lived in Wyoming, Ontario where I was the new guy, having

moved from Port Lambton when I was 16 years old. I knew very few people, but Rhonda

was one of them and she was as kind as kind can be. Rhonda went on to greater things but

is the type of person, and I’m sure you’ll recognize this, that you could see aer 20 or 30

years and pick up right where you le off. So, to make a long story longer, Rhonda sent me

the following words in an email, with a photo of herself and her father, Ron McEwen.

Ron McEwen & Rhonda Stephenson-Read

Hi Mark!

Not sure you are aware, but The Royaleigh at the end of Erie St. across from

Wyoming Legion, was a brainchild of my Dad, Ron McEwen. Inially, the thinking was

to set it up for folks like he and my mom; their aging chums/fellow Legion comrades -

many of them farmers who had large farmsteads or rerees in Wyoming and area,

who wanted to downsize, as they entered their golden years. The baseline age

requirement is 55. Mom and Dad decided to implement a life-lease program with

operang costs being reduced by their own tenants. Everyone has a job to do e.g.

garden, sweep the stairs, maintain the hobby room, library, etc. They all pitch in.

For this, the reward is that they can age graciously in a community within a

community - play cards, go on bus trips, exercise, garden, etc. and stay healthy

and independent for many years!

Dad was under tremendous stress for about seven years selling the concept

to his fellow constuents off a blueprint. The first half of the complex had to

be built to sasfy the first contracts, with the remainder of the build in

somewhat of a lurch, unl the majority of the units were sold. The day they

cut the ribbon, Dad cried. That's a big moment for a brave Scosh farmer,

who served as a pilot in WWII. He's turning 100 this Friday on December

11th. I've aached a shot of he and I, when he was a lile younger. We are

not going to be able to celebrate now as we would have, due to the


Best Wishes, Rhonda

Her email was heartwarming, maybe a new bridge-building

moment between two old friends, and it was exactly the type of thing

I was hoping readers would send in. A few others submissions

followed aer that and it was very encouraging to say the very least.

I wrote back to Rhonda to suggest that she re-write this simple

note she had sent and make it more of an arcle, which she was

certainly capable of doing, and that was the plan.

That was on Monday, December 7th. Ron McEwen passed

away a few hours later, four days before what would have been

his 100th birthday. It may be ironic, and it may make us think

it’s unfair that he was so close to the century mark, but that

passing thought doesn’t come close to the conversaon

about the life he lived.

Brought home in a horse drawn buggy in 1920, Ron went

on to be a pilot in WWII, a founding member of the Royal

Canadian Legion in Wyoming, a farmer and conservaonist,

a school board trustee, a husband and father who

travelled the world and also lived to be 99! Nothing to cry

about here folks. His obituary is on the Needham-Jay

website and is worth reading in its enrety.

I can’t say that I ‘knew’ Ron McEwen. I had met him,

but that’s almost impossible not to do when you live

in a town of 2000 people and he is as involved as he

was for so many years. My heart goes out to my

friend Rhonda, and to all of his family and friends.

Thank you for allowing me to share this story with

our readers.

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other trees in the farming community.

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exclaimed that it was

a shame Christmas

was too far away to use the top

As the seasons marched on

through the years, the elm

withstood all that ‘mother

nature’ bestowed upon it.

as our Christmas tree.

I imagine the elm tree waving its

rain soaked leaves in great relief after

each battering of the elements left it

unscathed. Perhaps it was a bit too smug.

Spring brought to life a goose berry

shrub that grew at the base of the elm.

In June, Mother would beckon me with

pail in hand, to help her pick the berries

before they became too ripe. There was

only one goose berry shrub, so it was

slim pickins’, but the few jars of jam

and jellies that where preserved from its

scant offering were delectable.

Long and hot the summers ruled the

land creating growth in all things. The

elm had become a family symbol. Tall,

majestic, strong and seemingly very

healthy, it continued on, turning its leaves

of rich green to golden yellow when the

days became short and autumn brought

nights of cold temperatures. Golden

leaves cascaded to

the ground, turning

brown and crisp,

swirling in the

fall breeze. As the

seasons marched on

through the years,

the elm withstood all

that ‘mother nature’

bestowed upon it.

Dutch elm disease hit our eastern

shores sometime during World War II.

We learned at school about the terrible

disease that would devastate our forests,

killing our giant elms as the sac fungi

was spread by the elm bark beetle. My

father remained proudly protective of

our family elm, claiming its strength

would overcome the disease, and he

would point it out to anyone that was

interested as to how tall and strong

it was. Dutch elm disease was only

beginning in Canada, and it worked its

way from the east and upward from the

south, claiming the lofty elms growing in

its path. By 1967 it was hugely evident

in Ontario.

My father died in 1969, the farm was

sold, all my siblings and myself had

moved on to lives of our own. I returned

as we all do, to the old homestead for

a brush with my past in 1970 and as I

drove up the old road, scanning the

horizon for the familiar landmark, stark

reality settled over me. I stopped my car

and tears filled my eyes and my

heart as I looked upward into

the leafless elm that had

finally succumbed to the

Dutch elm disease.

Today as I travel the

southern Ontario

roads, I find great

satisfaction in being

able to still see the

elm trees stretching

skyward. There may not

be as many of them, but

at least the few remaining

ones soldier on and I think my

father would be very happy

indeed, to hear of their survival.



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