Welcome to The Club Spring 2021

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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Due to COVID-19, volunteer

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March 2021 marked the one-year milestone for COVID 19. Throughout this past

year, there have been countless learning opportunities that many of our agencies

have encountered, which in the end, will learn from and be better for. An

important recognition is how much of an impact our volunteer services have on

the successful operations of our services here at LEO. Our volunteers are the

heartbeat of our agencies. They arrive, without hesitation to support the critical

services that many of our older aged clients require to safely remain at home.

They recognize the gift of giving and many of them share their stories of how

important their work is for them as well as the individuals they are meeting with.

As the restrictions grew, our ability to fully engage with our volunteers was

reduced, and we know that it has had an affect on many of our clients, especially

those who are shut in and have benefited from programs such as “Friendly

Visiting.” We are grateful to be engaged in the vaccination roll out in Sarnia

Lambton, and hope that soon, through these efforts, our volunteer program will

return to a viable and fully functioning team who once again will complement the

efforts of our LEO staff.

Paula Reaume-Zimmer, CEO

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“Some people don’t believe in heroes, but they haven’t met my Dad.” (unknown)

But those dreams have remained and they’ve turned around.

The learning curve!

By Mark Moran, Publisher

Thanks to readers like yourself and a

great collection of local businesses, our

first issue, released earlier this year, was

a huge success.

Now we all start to ask ourselves,

and you, where we should be going next

as far as the style of this magazine. We

don’t wish to dive into politics or get

tangled up in controversial issues, but

I do wonder if Welcome To The Club

can advocate for older people in Sarnia

Lambton, inform you of changes that

may affect your every day life, or just

celebrate who we are and where we live.

We were thrilled to see a number

of readers take us up on our offer to

contribute to this new magazine with

articles, recipes, constructive comments

and many replies to a questionnaire that

was published in the first issue. Your

thoughts are always welcome. I’m a

phone call away and I answer the phone

when I’m in the office.

We’re hoping to cross paths with

people in our community who are

acutely aware of issues facing the older

generations, have their finger on the

pulse of what is important to them and

the desire to use this magazine to get

that message across. Quite frankly, I’ve

started a senior’s magazine but don’t

know a whole lot about what it is to be

a senior. I’m 55 and will get there, God

willing, but your advice is needed and is

welcome. We are in the mood to learn

from your experience.

Seniors is a strange term. It’s a little

too all-encompassing and has been the

hardest part for us to wrap our heads

around while publishing “The Club,”

which is officially for those 55 and up,

all the way up. That’s a big age group

to define with one word. As you well

know, there are young old people, and

some old young people too. They’re not

all seniors and most sure don’t want to

be called that (Unless it comes with a

discount, right?). Please keep us on our

toes in this regard.

Having published Daytripping

Magazine for 26 years I am quite sure

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that “The Club” will find a home in

Lambton communities and a way into

your hearts. Like the “Daytripper” this

magazine offers an honest, feel good

read, a bit of fun, and is something

you’ll hopefully keep hanging around

your house for a few weeks or even a few

months. Hopefully you’ll pass it on to a

friend instead of throwing it away. Many

of the articles are from the Daytripping

archives and we make a donation to

charity for every one we reprint.

Another thing that struck me while

working on this is the bounty of

incredibly talented photographers that

we have locally. There are a few Facebook

sites like “You Gotta Love Sarnia” and

“Lambton County Photography” where

photographers are showcasing their

latest works and showing a lot of love

and support for each other. We’re looking

forward to having some of their striking

photos on the covers of the magazine

but might also incorporate more inside

the paper. It’s a shame to have only four

covers in a given year and to only show

four out of the thousands of terrific pics.

Check out the Milestones and

Memories on page 32. This is a way

for you, for free, to send us a picture of

someone over 55 who has celebrated

a milestone birthday or anniversary

(ones that end in a 5 or a 0), a recent

retirement, a significant award or some

other achievement. Don’t be shy! Our

next issue will come out at the start of

July so we’ll need to have photos in by

June 10th please.

Lastly, please consider supporting

our local advertisers and take note of

their presence in this magazine — it

wouldn’t exist without their advertising

dollars and their confidence in us. If you

know of a business that offers something

to, or does a great job for those 55+

please mention “The Clubto them, as

they may want to advertise. If you own

a business that fits that description, our

number is on this page.

Thanks and take care,

Mark Moran

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Milestones & Memories 32

Postcards from the Past 15

Trivia 27

Word Search 29

Recipes 13

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“Pearl the Squirrel” by Ronny D’Haene

Ronny D’Haene, e, Cathy Dobson, o Lee Michaels, John

Gardiner, A. C. Stone, Doris M. Johnston, Lyn

Tremblay, Barb Day, Corrina Austin, Alice Gibb,

Agnes Burroughs, Wendy Nienhuis, Chris Treftlin,

John Carroll, Jeanette Paddon, Marion Clouse,

Helen Lammers-Helps, Janet Collier, Henriette

Trautman, Barbara Bryant, Sipkens Nurseries, and

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Shelley Waller & Carol Guerette get $50. Thank to all who replied.

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Charm: Getting a "yes", without having asked any clear question.

Cheap: Much less expensive than ones selling for up to twice as much.

Chirpes: A canarial disease, no tweetment.

Choconiverous: Biting off the head of the chocolate Easter bunny first.

Cinemuck: Popcorn and candy that covers the floors of movie theatres.

Conservative: A liberal who has just been mugged.

Constipation: Teeth marks on the toilet seat. Diplomacy:

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It never fails. A plant or shrub, lovely

to look at, fully in bloom and just perfect

for the right spot, is going home with a

gardener who really does not have room

for any more plants in this particular

area. There is no room. Something must

go before this shrub can fit into the

right spot and go on to lead a long life

of beauty and renewal. The very worst

question a customer can ask is, “Can’t I

just trim it to keep it small?”

Well of course you can trim it, but the

plant will never reach it’s full potential

of beautiful and arching branches when

trimmed down each and every spring

or fall. When pruned of course, the plant

actually becomes adapt at sending out even

more branches from the pruned areas, and

becomes more dense and compact with

even more branches to prune.

If you love the plant as much as we

do, dig a new flower bed so the plant will

have lots of room to grow and flourish

as nature intended. You will be even

prouder when you see the plants overall

elegance and it will be a real credit to

your garden. Since you have now made

another flowerbed, why not add just a

couple more plants to keep the first one

company? Be sure to choose plants that

are compatible as far as sunlight needs,

or shade, or water. If it needs a lot of

water, don’t put it in the bed farthest

away from the tap, or you will be hauling

water three times a week

in the heat of summer. If

it needs a lot of

sunshine don’t

plant it on the

north side of the

house—that’s the place

for hostas, astilbes and

most hydrangeas, who love

the dark side.

The little tags that come

with plants are invaluable. If

the tag is bright

yellow, with

is planted in

a big bright

the conditions




symbol that means the plant does best

in full sun. If the tag is orange with half

the sun blocked out, that means partial

shade and some sun. If the tag is purple

with the sun symbol filled in dark, this

means the plant does best in full shade,

and would suffer in the sun. Some

brilliant scholar once said, “Grow where

you are planted.” I’m sure he meant

people, because a plant in the wrong

spot—no matter how much you love it

there—does not necessarily want to be

there, and will do poorly.

The tags will also give you the overall

size that the plant could potentially

achieve in it’s lifetime. If it says 10 feet

high by 10 feet wide—that’s not the first

year or the second—in ten years you

could have this huge and lovely plant to

enjoy. Sit back and enjoy the show that

Mother Nature has planned for you and

this plant. If you have planted the shrub

in the spot indicated on the tag and

given it reasonable care, water, fertilizer

etc. and it still doesn’t look happy just

give it a little time to adjust to it’s new

surroundings. Don’t go yanking it out

and moving it again. If after the third

year it still is not living up to it’s potential

then perhaps it was a dud and you should

look for a new plant.

Nothing kills a plants potential like

amending the little hole you have dug

with wonderful fertilizer, water etc. It’s

like feeding a teenager on the couch—

they will never leave home if you continue

to do so. The hole for a shrub should

be 3 times as wide, and only

the same depth as

the original pot, so

that the roots can go

outwards and keep

it strong and upright. Use

the original soil with some

amendments, but the

tree must learn to

grow where it

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Yeah, we tease him a lot ‘Cause we got him on the spot. Welcome back!

Goodbye 2020:

The Year of the Breakdown

Coping with a pandemic for the past

year has been a lesson in patience by

itself, but because of breakdowns, it’s

really been put to the test in the Michaels

household. They haven’t been of the

mental variety, although the resulting

expenditures may drive me into the the

looney bin.

We had to purchase a new vacuum

cleaner, choosing to do so from a small

locally run business on Mitton Street in

Sarnia. The reason? I could get down on

my hands and knees and probably suck

up more with my mouth than the old, oft

repaired one could. Decided to go with a

top rated Miele. How can one go wrong

when the only thing a company makes is

vacuum cleaners? Paid more for it than I

did my first car. (A 1976 Vauxhall that I

had to crawl into through the passenger

side because the driver’s door wouldn’t

open. The rubber mat hid the pavement,

you could see through the holes in the

floor and my then boyfriend had to

attach a wooden block to the brake

and the gas pedal because the seat was

welded in one position and I couldn’t

reach the pedals).

Next up: a new blender because the old

one started to smell like the motor was

burning every time we used it. Bought

a new Kuradori from a nearby small,

locally owned hardware store. Who knew

blenders now cost close to $100? It’s so

big you could bathe a newborn in it.

Then we decided to finally cave in

and buy a new stove because the broiler

element on the 15-year-old Kenmore no

longer worked and a new part, if I could

find it, would cost over $100 plus labour.

Didn’t feel comfortable having a repair

guy in. Used to be the low rider, buttcrack

revealing jeans were the deterrent.

Now it’s the human air exchange I worry

about. Ordered a new stove from another

great small


and operated

appliance shop

on Cathcart Blvd.

Had to wait eight

weeks because

simple ranges (not

the type you have

to have a PhD

in Stove-ology to operate) were in very

short supply, as are all major appliances

over the past 12 months. (Friends

ordered one of those new-fangled fridges

that lets you see what’s inside from the

outside. They waited FOUR MONTHS to

get it. Never did figure out why people

pay so much to see what’s inside their

fridge when all you have to do is open

the door.) But I digress. There’s no

glass top to break on our new stove, no

fancy schmancy push-button computer

keyboard, but it still burned up $1,000

from the banking account. Now my

baking, previously burnt on the bottom,

raw in the middle because of uneven

By Lee Michaels, Sarnia

cooking temperatures, no longer goes up

in smoke.

Then the seven-year-old Amana

washing machine spun its last cycle.

There was something wrong with the

“lid lock” button. It would flash during

the rinse cycle, indicating the lid was

not locked, when in reality, it was. End

result: the motor runs, but the agitator

does not. Why does a washing machine

always fail when you have a heavy load

of towels or flannelette sheets inside and

you have to wring the soaking wet, ice

cold mass out by hand? Hung them out

on the clothesline in the dead of winter.

They were so heavy they were touching

the ground. They froze into a solid mass

and I had to drape them over every chair

and table in the house to dry them off. All

I needed was the cobwebs and my house

would have matched the Munsters. I wish

I would have kept the previous 32-yearold

Kenmore. The only reason we had

to get rid of the old warhorse is because

the hose to the washtub was more duct

tape than rubber following leaks and

splits and they didn’t make that type of

hose any more. Now they build washing

machines to last seven years, or to two

days beyond your warranty expiration

date, whichever comes first. Another

grand down the wash pipes. The washing

machine eventually arrived on the same

day as the stove. Asked if I could get a

2-for-1 delivery rate (free). I’ll let you

guess the answer to that one.

Oh yeah, and then I decided to buy a

battery operated hedge clipper. The old

electric one weighed 18 pounds and is

getting too heavy for this old broad to

trim 150 feet of shoulder-high hedge.

The new one, a Dewalt guaranteed to cut

through branches 5/8ths of an inch thick,

didn’t live up to the hype. I could more

easily trim the hedge with nail clippers

because the $185


breed didn’t cut

squat and had

about a ten minute

battery life. The

good news? Home

Depot staff didn’t

bat an eyelash

when I returned

it and gave me a refund without issue.

The bad news? I have to start the entire

process again this year, because the old

one, which ran like a charm, fell over

onto the cement, cracked its handle and

discombobulated the spring mechanism

which works in tandem with the hand

press. Dead in the water.

The saving grace was that no longer

wintering in Cuba resulted in a breakdown

replacement fund to pay for

everything. Hopefully the fridge and

dryer will last until the money tree I

planted in the backyard starts to bloom.

If 2020 was a cocktail, methinks it

would be a colonoscopy prep.

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The second thought

is always the best.

Good is good,

but better beats it.

Everyone thinks their own cross is heaviest.

Half a brain is enough for the person who says little.

Good company on the road is the shortest of short cuts.

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Once upon a time, it was a pretty

common practice to drop off unwanted

kittens in the heart of Petrolia. Many

in this neighbourhood have given

sanctuary to those homeless souls in

the past. Thankfully that practise has

diminished, in fact, almost gone entirely

in recent years.

So, when on a freezing October

day, a beautiful, tiny, black kitten

with four white paws and a white

throat, mysteriously turned up in our

neighbour’s driveway, needless to say, it

was love at first sight.

Posters were put up, but no one

claimed the tiny fellow.

He was given the name Elvis by the

family that found him and became an

instant favourite in the neighbourhood.

His distinctive looks and his adventurous

nature kept us all entertained. He was

often found in photos not directed

at him. He loved to follow us around,

curious about all his surroundings and

poking his nose into everything.

He claimed his own rocking chair

on our front porch and would sit there

often with one of us watching his

surroundings or just snoozing. He loved

to lay on the warm rocks surrounding

the pond, dipping his paw and watching

the fish, and his own handsome

reflection. Having fallen in a time or two

didn’t deter him.

Bird watching, another of his

favourite pastimes was done

with much fascination. I’m

pretty sure he never caught

or even attempted to catch

either fish or fowl.

He remained an

outdoor cat, often found

sleeping under a bush

in the garden on a warm,

sunny, summer day, but he

always returned home to his

family for his supper.

When one evening he didn’t

return, his family became

concerned. When he didn’t

show up after several days,

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The Cat Came Back

everyone who knew him became

worried and sad, including his many

animal friends at home.

The word and photos went out on

social media that Elvis was missing.

Many friends offered suggestions and

gratefully, shared the post.

Seven days passed since anyone had

seen Elvis and we had begun to accept

the fact that we might never see him


Strangely, a call from the Sarnia

Humane Society informed Elvis’s family

that he could be there. Two of their

employees had seen the photo on social

media and thought a cat that was in

their care and scheduled to be put up

for adoption in three days time could be


Excited, and hoping it was Elvis but

wondering how he could have possibly

gotten all the way to Sarnia, his family

went immediately to check out the


Sure enough, it was our dear Elvis.

He was found in Sarnia in the Sherwood

Village area and taken to the Humane


How Elvis got to Sarnia will likely

forever remain a mystery. Some feel

he may have been taken by someone

wanting to keep him and with all

the social media posts they became

frightened and took him to Sarnia and

dropped him off.

I like to think that a very social cat

climbed into a warm car, unnoticed

by its driver and when the

car reached its destination he

climbed out still unbeknownst

to its driver.

So ends the tale of our twice

deserted Elvis, microchipped

and home safely, reunited

with his family. His

adventurous spirit is

finding being an indoor

cat a little tedious but

perhaps love and security

will eventually prove to

be worth his confinement.

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A father is a banker provided by nature. (French proverb)

Most of the articles in here have been written by people like you.

With Every Good-Bye

There’s a New Hello

You can collect a lot of memories

in forty-five years and we had over

collected. Every thing was going to be

used “someday” but that day hadn’t

come and now I (no longer we) had to

be ruthless. It was time to give up the

past and its treasures and get on with

the present.

Like all new widows I tried to fill up

the lonely hours. I did some decorating,

but it wasn’t very satisfying when there

was no one to share it with. I joined a

senior’s group and participated in their

many activities, but found that if I left a

spare hour, I was just rattling around in

what seemed to be heart-empty rooms.

I loved this place we used to call our

“happy house,” but now it didn’t feel

like home. It was time to move on.

The day the FOR SALE sign went up, I

armed myself with a green garbage bag,

a duster, and some cartons and went to

the basement to see what I should pack

and what I should throw away.

Suddenly I thought back to the day

we had moved in. I could still see the

huge piles of earth filling the back yard.

Our house had been moved from across

town and set on a new foundation.

There had even been a picture of it in

the local paper, with the men on the

roof, ready to lift any over hanging

wires that might be in the way.

That night we stood

at the back door

watching the moon

rise over the trees

and bushes at the

bottom of the yard.

They looked


and the earth

hills resembled

pyramids. I

envisioned what

we could do with

such a jungle and

had gone to bed

tired and content.

The first winter

came and snow covered the hills. Our

children—six, three and two years old—

had enjoyed tobogganing on their very

own mountain.

In the spring we had the earth

removed, then we cleared the bushes,

levelled the ground and planted grass

seed. Our neighbours on either side

(dear kindly souls) rejoiced with us that

the mountain, which had become a

weed-infested eyesore, had gone. They

had never complained, and instead

had brought gifts of roses and other

perennials for my new garden.

The children thrived. Our garden was

big enough to accommodate twenty

or more of them and from the noise

generated there, probably did, quite


Two more children joined the family.

by Doris M. Johnston, London

From Daytrippig Magazine May-June 2001

The walls must have stretched to fit

them in, for no one ever grumbled that

the house was too small.

As the girls grew, they frequently

had a friend or two sleep over. There

was no spare room so they all crowded

into the double bed and talked and

laughed the night away until finally the

bed collapsed. We replaced it with our

first and last king-sized bed. The boys,

less conventional and more noisy, used

sleeping bags when they entertained

their friends overnight.

I stopped reminiscing and picked up

an old coffee pot. How could I throw

away the past? We’d used that pot in

our first home. Now it was dented and

brown with age. Why had I saved it? Or

the car bed that our oldest child had

slept in so comfortably on our short

trips; it would never be used again, not

safe by today’s standards.

My treasures wouldn’t be treasures

to anyone else but me. Even my own

children didn’t want their piles of faded

drawings from kindergarten and up.

“Just junk, toss them,” was their advice

to me. Then I came to the saucers, at

least two dozen. The first one I picked

up belonged to a four cup tea service.

The boys had broken all four cups the

day they played basketball in the

kitchen. They had saved

their allowances for weeks

to replace them. I

dropped them one by

one into the bag. They

broke, reminding me

of what my son said

the day he broke

the neighbour’s

window. “Oh

mum, it made

such a good

smashing sound.

But I was sorry.”

Now I was sorry.

How could I

leave these memories

behind? Our first patio, surrounded

by flowers; my husband loved it. The

wood stove in the family room, so

cosy to sit by while we ate popcorn

and played scrabble. The skylight—will

I ever find another house with such a

beautiful view of the clouds?

My recollections of those years in the

“happy house” won’t fade away and I

don’t want them to. But now I am in a

new house and I know it’s going to be

just as happy. Different, yes, but happy.

The flowers are blooming in profusion

and the perfume of the roses is just as

sweet. The cats have made themselves

at home on their leashes under the big

maple, just as if they had always lived

here. They feel at home and so do I.

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The following is an excerpt from the soon-to-be-released memoir, My Ordinary Life, by

Wallaceburg writer John Gardiner, who grew up and came of age in Hanover, Ontario during

the 1950’s and 1960’s. In My Ordinary Life, Gardiner tells the story of his growing-up years

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Money Was Always a Problem

Money was always a problem for

kids back in the old days….most of our

parents were working stiffs and most of

our Dads toiled in the furniture factories

for fairly low pay. So, there wasn’t a lot of

money for the kids other than what the

kids could figure out how to scrape up on

their own. I was immensely lucky when

I was a kid because my Dad managed

to get me a job as a Toronto Star paper

boy. I earned 2 ½ cents for every paper

I delivered, and the Star wasn’t the most

popular paper in town, so I had a modest

route of about 25 dailies. Saturdays were

a whole lot busier because the Star had a

great magazine called the Star Weekly

and lots of people liked it because

of the TV Guide and comics

and the extended sports

coverage. So I had over 50

Saturday Onlys and it was a

busy time.

Then, the newspaper had

a big contest to increase

circulation. They took all

of the newspaper boys and

partnered us up with an

older high school kid. And

the high school kid took us

around and tried to sell

subscriptions. And the

team of high school kid and

newspaper boy that got the

most new subscriptions,

won fabulous prizes, like

the newspaper boy could

win an English racing bike

and I think the high school kid

got some money for college or

whatever. Anyway, my particular

high school kid was what you would call

a real go-getter. He was supposed to stick

to the area where my route was already

located, but instead he saw the whole

town as his oyster…and he set out to win

the contest.

And I must say that he did. When the

contest ended, I had over 60 dailies and

about 155 Saturday papers. It was like –

Wow – what could I say. I won an English

racing bike and the high school kid won

the money. And then they forgot about

me. And I had to deliver and collect for

155 Saturday papers every weekend. In

the good weather, I used my bike and

newspaper carrier and with about four

trips out from home could do it by maybe

eight at night. In the winter, when I was

hauling the toboggan, it would take me

until ten or eleven at night to get the job

done….Holy crap, did I work like a dog

for a while. I darned near killed myself for

2 ½ cents a paper. But, man, was I rich.

And I must admit that the newspaper

boy story leads directly to the donut story

and another valuable lesson I learned

in life as a boy. Even at 2 ½ cents per

paper, the money started to pile up.

Before I knew it, my Dad was telling

me that I’d built up about $300 in the

Guarantee Trust. And I was well on my

way to gathering up my first million and I

was barely ten-years-old….One winter’s

night, though, it was particularly stormy

and snowy and I was out collecting for

the paper and I’d missed my supper and

I ended up walking past Schultz’s Bakery

at about the time I was feeling particularly

hungry and tired and worn out. And the

big front windows of the bakery were all

steamed up and a woman came out the

front door as I passed, and it was like out

came this amazing aroma with her and it

stopped me in my tracks.

Now, technically, I had no actual

money even though the change purse I

was carrying was full of the stuff. That’s

because the money in the change purse

sort of belonged to the Toronto Star

and only a small cut of it

was mine. My money was

in the Guarantee Trust.

All the same, I was drawn

in through the front door

of Schultz’s and was soon

standing in front of a huge

rack of honey dipped donuts

and a vast array of other

baked delicacies. A lady in

a white apron approached

on the other side of the counter

and asked me what I’d like. I was

nervous and blurted out the first

thing that came to mind…..”Honey

dipped donuts”……when she asked how

many I wanted, I immediately replied “A

dozen,” because that’s how many donuts

people always got. And soon, I was back

outside in the cold and stormy winter,

but I was holding a whole box of donuts

that were all mine…..Not like back at

home where these donuts would be

spread around among six people – these

were mine.

So, as I walked the rest of my route,

I gorged myself on the donuts. I ate the

whole dozen and totally and completely

enjoyed myself while doing it. They were

likely the best donuts I’ve eaten to this

day – and I’ve eaten a lot of donuts over

the years. And when I finished, I got rid

of the evidence – the empty box – and

made my way home. And I had learned

my lesson. Saving was fun but spending

was even more fun. And once I got into

the spirit of it, there was no stopping me.

I started buying things at a feverish pace

and soon I was pretty well broke. And I’ve

stayed broke pretty well right to this day

but have somehow been able to avoid

living in the street or under a bridge….

and that’s mostly because people have

been kind to me and because of my

loveable and charming personality.

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The article in the

magazine I

picked up in the

doctor’s office

claimed that age

should not be a

barrier to a regular exercise program.

The author cited examples of people in

their forties, fifties and even sixties who

dramatically improved their physical

condition by adopting a regular routine

of weight lifting, calisthenics or jogging.

The article was so convincing that when

the doctor finally called me in I asked

if he thought my old body could still

handle the rigors of physical exertion.

After thirty years of doing little more

than exercising my options, I wondered

if it could handle a little jogging.

He liked the idea. “Exercise will

do you a world of good,” he said. “Of

course you’ll have to take it easy at first,

but there is absolutely no reason why

you shouldn’t exercise, and every reason

why you should.”

I went back to the waiting room, reread

the article, and decided to give it a

shot. At the very least, if I timed it right,

it would get me out of helping with the


The first night was a disaster. About

half a mile from home my leg muscles

decided they’d had enough, wound

themselves into tight, little balls and

quit functioning. I had to pay a kid with

a wagon to haul me home. It would

have been less humiliating to call an


In three days the muscles had relaxed

By A.C. Stone, Windsor

From Daytripping Magazine March-April 2002

a little and with effort, I could walk

almost normally. I decided to try again.

This time I waited for dark. I’ll admit I

walked further than I ran, but at least I

completed the eight block course I’d laid

out for myself. The only problem was

fighting off the dogs which objected to

me invading their territory.

Within a week I had become a real

pro. When a car slowed down to marvel

at my progress I just ignored it. I found I

could take a healthy kick at any dog that

got close enough without even missing a

stride. And I discovered an advantage to

jogging at night.

Once a week most people put out

their garbage. Now I don’t believe in

collecting somebody else’s junk, but

you’d be surprised at how much really

good stuff people throw away. Getting

around there at night not only gave me

first crack at it, but in the dark, who’s to

know? That’s how I got the radio.

I’d finished the first lap of the trip and

was heading back home again when

I spotted it; an old table model radio

about eighteen inches long and a foot

high. All it needed, I told myself, was a

battery and it was just the thing for my

work bench in the garage. I’d never have

to miss another ball game. Since I was

on my way home anyway, it wasn’t all

that far to carry it so I put it under my

arm and kept on jogging.

When the car passed me I was

running under a street light so I wasn’t

really surprised when it slowed down. In

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the front seat and blocked my route.

“Now, just what is it we have here?”

“Hi officers. Just getting a little


“I can see that, but if you want music

while you run you should buy yourself a


”Oh, the radio? Just a piece of junk

that I picked up off the street back there.

Somebody had thrown it out.”

“I’ll bet you have a lot of luck that

way. You often find things before they

get lost?”

“Aw, come on fellows. All I’m doing is

a little jogging.”

“Oh, you’re a jogger, are you? Does he

look like a jogger to you, Bill?”

“Hey, I don’t know...but if he’s a

jogger shouldn’t he be wearing one of

those suits of baggy underwear and have

running shoes with stripes on them?”

“That’s what all the joggers I’ve ever

seen looked like.”

“Maybe you’d like to jog down to

the station and explain to the sergeant

why you’re running around a nice

neighbourhood, in the middle of the

night, carrying a radio under your arm.

I’m sure he’d be interested.”

And so I got a free ride to Police

Headquarters. Naturally, when my wife

arrived to explain that I always jogged

in regular street clothes and the radio

refused to pick up even the local stations,

I was released with an apology.

“With all the break-ins in your area

lately, we can’t be too careful, you know.”

The next day I switched to calisthenics.

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This is a true story from my doll repair


A few years ago, an elderly lady

called me to tell me she had a doll that

needed repair, and wondered if I

could pick it up for her as she had

no transportation. The following

day, I went up to her apartment

to pick the doll up. The lady was

very welcoming and, after a few

words, she went and got a

package from the bedroom

that was carefully wrapped

and she placed it on a little

table in the living room.

As she unwrapped the precious

bundle, she told me it was her

daughter’s doll and she wanted it

restrung as the old elastic had let

go a long time ago. It was going to be

a surprise for her daughter to have it


Then as I prepared to rewrap it for

transit she asked me to please take

good care of it as it’s a very special doll.

As I looked up at her I could see her

Henriette Trautman,


from Daytripping May 2012

memories coming back as she told me

that her husband had served in World

War Two, and they were expecting

their first child as he was shipped out.

When he got the news that he was

the daddy of a sweet little girl, he

went into a little town in France

and bought a doll for his new little

daughter. He proudly showed it to

all his buddies and carried it in his


Sadly, he was killed in a

battle in which he was badly

disfigured and had lost his


When he was carried back to

camp, identification seemed almost

impossible until they looked in the

knap-sack which was still strapped

to his back. They found the doll and

remembered the day he’d bought it for

his little princess.

And so a father’s love is still

remembered so many years later. As

we all know love never dies, it lives on

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Rhubarb Dream Bars

2 cups flour

1 cup buer

1/4 cup powdered sugar

4 eggs, large

2 cups sugar

1/2 cup flour

1/2 tsp. salt

4 cups diced rhubarb

By: Janet Collier,


Mix the first 3 ingredients and press into 10 x 15 pan. Bake 350 degrees,

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CAKE - Cream together 1 1/2 cup brown sugar, 1/2 cup (1 sck) soened

buer, 1 tsp. vanilla. Add 1 egg and beat l fluffy.

In separate bowl: Mix 2 cups all purpose flour, 1 tsp. baking soda,

1/2 tsp. fine table salt.

To creamed mixture: Alternate dry ingredients with 1 cup original

sour cream (mixture will be sff).

Add to combined cake: 2 cups fresh cut rhubarb cut in 1/2 inch pieces.

Pour baer into prepared baking dish. Top with reserved topping and

press down gently (I cut topping slightly into cake for an internal crunch).

Bake 350 degrees for 50-55 mins. Cool in pan on wire rack.

Great alone or with whipped topping of choice.


“Golf is like chasing a quinine pill

around a cow pasture.”

-- Winston Churchill

“Golf is a game in which you yell

ʻforeʼ, shoot six, and write down five.”

-- Paul Harvey

“It took me seventeen years to get 3,000 hits in baseball. I did it in

one afternoon on the golf course.”

-- Hank Aaron

“Columbus went around the world in 1492. That isnʼt a lot of

strokes when you consider the course.”

-- Lee Trevino

“Give me the fresh air, a beautiful partner, and a nice round of

golf, and you can keep the fresh air and the round of golf”

-- Jack Benny

Springtime Lemon


3/4 cup buer

1 1/2 cups flour

1 cup chopped pecans

2 Tbsps. white sugar

By: Nicole Font

from Brigden Fall Fair

2010 Cookbook

8 oz. pkg, cream cheese

18 oz. Cool Whip

1 cup icing sugar

1 large pkg. lemon pie filling (not instant)

Layer #1: Buer, flour, chopped pecans and white sugar. Mix together

with pastry blender and press into 9x13 inch pan. Bake at 350 degrees

for 15 mins. Cool.

Layer #2: Cream cheese, 1/2 carton (9 oz.) Cool Whip, icing sugar. Beat

cream cheese and icing sugar. Add Cool Whip and spread on base.

Layer #3: Lemon pie filling (not instant) or lemon meringue pie filling for

10 inch pie. Prepare, cool and spread on Layer 2.

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“You can make a lot of money in this game. Just ask my ex-wives.

Both of them are so rich that neither of their husbands work.”

-- Lee Trevino

“Golf is not a game, itʼs bondage. It was obviously devised by a

man torn with quilt, eager to atone for his sins.”

-- Unknown

These greens are so fast I have to hold my putter over the ball

and hit it with the shadow.”

-- Sam Snead

“Toward the end of one of his infamous

high-volume, temperamental, club

throwing rounds, asked his caddie for a

club recommendation for a shot of

about 155 yards. His caddie said: ʻIʼd

say either a 3-iron or a wedge, sirʼ ʻA

3-iron or a wedge?ʼ asked Bolt. ʻWhat

kind of stupid choice is that?ʼ

ʻThose are the only two clubs you have

left, sir!ʼ said the caddie.” -- Tommy Bolt

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Discussing mental health issues

with Bluewater Health President

& CEO Mike Lapaine (right),

alongside the Associate Minister

of Health & Addictions.

Congratulating Pathways Health

Centre on reaching their

$1.6 million Therapeutic Pool

fundraising goal, which included

$148,500 in support from the

Ontario Trillium Foundation.

Presenting virtually to the

Michigan Senate in March

about the importance of Line 5

to Sarnia-Lambton, Ontario, and

the entire Great Lakes Region.

Touring Creative Education

of Canada in Point Edward,

which has transitioned from

a costume designer to an

Ontario-based provider of face

masks and surgical gowns.

With the arrival of spring, everyone I’ve been speaking with lately has

been in a more positive frame of mind. As we get set to spend more

time outside, plant our gardens, fire up the barbecue and enjoy many

of our other normal spring-time activities, I’m hoping that you and

your immediate family are all staying safe and healthy.

This has been an unprecedented year in everyone’s lives. With the

ongoing pandemic concerns, this past winter may have felt much

lonelier than usual. Having said that, even in the bleakest moments,

every day I heard of an act of generosity or human kindness that

made me prouder than ever to live in Sarnia-Lambton.

As we begin a second year of battling COVID-19, our government

continues to make historic investments in health care, long-term

care, and other sectors that are critically important to those of us

who are 55 and older. That includes rolling out the much-needed

COVID-19 vaccines, beginning with our most vulnerable citizens

and, ultimately, ensuring that all adults receive their first doses by the

start of summer.

Although it has taken longer for vaccine supplies to arrive than some

of us might have hoped for, it’s also important that we remember

how truly miraculous it is that we already have several safe, effective

approved vaccines to combat this deadly virus - developed, tested,

approved and distributed in record-setting time. Amazing!

With more and more people being vaccinated every day, we all have

reason to hope that better times are on the way. Combined with the

spring-like weather, the opportunity to spend more time safely with

our families, and the gradual reopening of our economy, there is

plenty of reason for optimism. Stay well!

Announcing $1.3 million in

joint provincial/federal funding

to create 24 new affordable

rental housing units for

seniors in Sarnia.

Supporting arts and culture

at the Judith & Norman Alix

Art Gallery with the Minister of

Heritage, Sport, Tourism and

Culture Industries.

Announcing $2,843,400 in

provincial funding to expand

the Community Paramedicine

for Long-Term Care program

in Lambton County.

Joining the Minister of Labour

and Parliamentary Assistant

to the Minister of Agriculture

in announcing SWIFT funding

to deliver rural broadband

services in Lambton County.


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The Heritage of My Hands

By Lyn Tremblay, Simcoe • From Daytripping Magazine September-October 2001

There is a “memory” room in our

home where I go to visit some very special

people who are no longer in my life. It is

filled with objects that were so much a

part of their lives that I can caress each

one and feel as if I am holding hands with

my past. An old sewing machine sits in

the corner—when I touch its smooth oak

surface I am back in the kitchen of my

childhood. My mom is bent over it guiding

yards of fabric under the click, click, click

of the tiny needle, the wheel whirs as her

foot works the treadle back and forth. I

have a special memory of matching red

skirts with tiny kittens around the hems,

made for my two sisters and I. Without

trying very hard, I can smell the wood

burning in the cookstove and I can see

loaves of homemade bread, rising like

puffy clouds, sitting on the top of the

warming closet.

In my memory room, the bed

is draped with a “Dresden plate”

patterned patchwork quilt. I can hear my

grandmother’s giggle as she tells a story,

while her fingers automatically push a

needle pulling thread in and out, tracing

the edges of each design. Now I look at

those same patches and I remember a

blouse that covered an ample bosom

and arms that rocked countless babies.

Some of my pillowcases are

trimmed in intricately “tatted” lace and

embroidery. Nearby, a photograph of a

prim and proper lady with lace-edged

collars reminds me that this is the work

of one of my great-grandmothers. An old

tin box is filled with large dark buttons,

the kind you would find on heavy woolen

“mackinaw” coats. My other greatgrandmother

knew a tougher life—her

creations kept her children warm. They

both died long before I was born, but I

feel I know them.

A tiny basket sitting on the windowsill

holds other reminders. A crocheted pincushion

belonged to great-aunt Francis,

we called her Aunt Fanny. When I think

of her, I am a little girl, brushing long

hair that hung to her knees before she

braided it into a neat halo that wrapped

around her head.

The basket also contains a small

wooden crochet hook whittled by my

great-grandfather. It is the only reminder

of hours spent carving with only his

touch to guide him. He could not see. I

can smell his pipe.

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grandmother—the crevices of the

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told she loved to create her own unique

designs, working long into the night by

the light of a coal-oil lamp.

There are other things that I cherish

perhaps even more than all of these.

Delicate crocheted cotton doilies spread

out on dresser tops are reminders that

once, not so long ago, other fingers—

spotted with age and swollen with

arthritis, worked the tiny knots flawlessly

day in and day out. These are the works

of art created by my grandmother. These

small webs of cloth are a reminder of her


She too is gone now, but my memories

of her have not had time to dim. She was

my inspiration and part of the wonderful

legacy that my own hands have inherited.

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The role of technology in assisting

seniors in maintaining independence

cannot be overstated and keeping it all

straight can be a challenge. The challenge

comes as a result of the pace and number

of technological advances in the past few

decades. The changes can be dizzying.

There was a time in the not too distant

past when all we talked about was

medical alert systems. You remember the

commercial: “Help me, I’ve fallen and I

can’t get up!”

Of course, that is still available, however

there is much, much more that a senior

and their families can take advantage of.

For our purposes I will divide the current

tech advances in four main categories:

Life Safety, Telehealth/Remote Care,

Medication Dispensing, and Geo-location.

As the phrase implies, Life Safety is

about the senior’s ability to live in their

space, secure in the knowledge that

should they need help, all they have to

do is press a button. That option remains

for sure, and so much more. Typically,

the individual wears a

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their neck. Tucked away

under their shirt or blouse,

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accessed should the person

come into distress. I have

also seen them on belts and

wrists. Whatever works best

for the individual.

This system has advanced

to include a fall detection

option. There is, built

into most pendants, the

technology to sense a fall

and send the signal to the

responding call-centre

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to press the button.

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Call-Centres are the next piece of the Better still, because of the ease-ofuse,

Life Safety puzzle. With the advancement

the number of readings (points of

of hands-free two-way calling, a live data), can increase exponentially. With

call is activated by the pressing of the more data the care team can better

button, or the fall notification. Now the manage the chronic illness. And it gets

person initiating the call will be live with even better, by layering onto more data

a trained responder who can assess and the addition of “Diagnostic

take the appropriate action. This may Analytics” (DA) aka

include telephoning people on a call-out Predictive Analytics (PA).

list provided by the client, family, friends, Diagnostic Analytics uses

or neighbours. It may include calling EMS. and leverages the massive

Either or both, the call-centre makes it power of today’s computers

happen, and stays with the caller until with the vast amount of

someone arrives to address their need(s). data. The outcome is a

Newer technology assisting people with system that can predict with

independence is the advancements made a high degree of accuracy

in Telehealth/Remote Care. Systems have the positive and potentially

been developed to monitor and track negative outcomes of any

patient data, then send this data to the given patient.

patients care team.

Here is an example. A senior is

Stay with me. Many seniors are dealing dealing with hypertension and Type 2

with chronic medical Diabetes. As they monitor and faithfully

“Falls are the most conditions. Hypertension, send in their readings a few times a day

common cause of injury diabetes, cardiovascular, the Predictive Analytics is detecting an

among older Canadians. COPD issues are some of the almost imperceptible change. These

Every year, it is big ones along with others. changes are reported and the care team

estimated 1 in 3 seniors Previously an older person responds. Without PA the patient goes

aged 65 years and older dealing with these issues unchecked for months. As our healthcare

are likely to fall at least would be asked to make system gets more demands from an

once. ... According to the regular visits to the doctor for aging population Telehealth/Remote care

Public Health Agency a simple monitoring session. will be required as one tool to assist in

of Canada, over onethird

Under the Telehealth/ maintaining our high standards of care.

of seniors who are Remote Care model a Medication Dispensing is seeing

hospitalized as a result doctor’s patient can sit at the positive effects that technology is having

of a fall are placed in PC and do their own blood on medication compliance and the older

long-term care.” pressure, blood oxygen, and person. In a recent 2016 study over

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blood glucose readings and half of the seniors in the study (55%)

www150.statcan.gc.ca/n1/ more. The system stores the had moderate to poor compliance. Put

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medications. The system also notifies.

If the medications are not taken then a

notification goes out to the call-centre

or an individual responsible for care.

Further, reports can be generated that

analyze medication compliance.

A few words on the affect dementia

and Alzheimer’s disease have had on our

society and technologies response. In a

recent Q&A with Sandra Shields, Philip’s

Lifeline Community Representative,

she stated that one of the biggest tech

advances in recent years is a program

called “GoSafe.” Shields stated, “Go

anywhere in Canada with six locating

technologies, check-in service, wandering

device, and it is all waterproof” Do not

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advancement to a family dealing with

their loved one’s disease.

There is a lot of help out there from

and through technology with reports that

more is coming, at least one per year.

Used properly it can be a positive part of

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Where Did the Romance Go?

By John Carroll, Petrolia

I say “Welcome to the Club” is an

excellent magazine! I speak as a regular

visitor to Canada from the UK since

1982, and a more regular and longer

stay visitor of recent years, because our

daughter married a Canadian.

I was interested in reading the article

in the first edition by John Gardiner of

Wallaceburg about the “Best of Times to

Grow Up” in Canada, and how when he

was a teen they were well served with

dances (although unlike John, I would

say I never aspired to being a musician

and consequently, not a member of a


I can relate to John’s comment that

it’s only natural to feel that your own

generation had the best music (amongst

other things), and I am no exception. I

was born in the generation preceding

the baby boomers, and I am filled with

nostalgia when I think about the times

in which I grew up and came of age.

In December 1952 (when John

Gardiner was born) I was serving in

the Army, my mandatory two years

UK national service. I was due to be

demobbed in September 1953, which

meant I was ‘roped in’ at the age of

eighteen in September 1951.

Prior to my army days the only

dances I had been to were the company

dinner dances (where I started work at

fifteen years old), usually a full band

plus singer—typically a ‘posh’ do and

you danced with people you knew. The

other style of dance was the youth club

dance—usually to records—current

‘hits’ and again people or young ‘uns in

your group and not much dancing done

due to shyness and inexperience!

So the only dancing of any

consequence at that time that would

help you to meet the opposite sex,

was of course ballroom dancing: waltz,

quickstep and foxtrot, (I can hear some

saying “What the heck are they?”), and

not the jitterbugging or jiving we only

saw in post war American movies.

Ballroom dances were a different

experience altogether I would say to

John the baby boomer, until Bill Haley

and his Comets hit the airwaves with

“Rock around the Clock” in July 1955.

(We went to the cinema at the time

and all of Wolverhampton young ‘uns

must have been waiting for it, and went


About four months before I was

due to be demobbed, my family

moved from North Eastern England

to Wolverhampton in the Midlands,

a much more highly populated town.

My first visit to Wolverhampton was

early September 1953, three weeks

before demob. My sister and a female

work colleague decided to go to the

Civic Hall Saturday night Civic Dance,

accompanied by her colleague’s

younger sister, my two younger brothers

and myself, if I arrived on leave and if I

wanted to go, which of course I did.

I can well remember that September

1953 night: a great atmosphere with the

band playing, ten or twelve musicians

and singer, the warmth in the air, and

the buzz of conversation. There must

have been about a thousand people, all

youngish up to about thirty years old?

Guys looking for girls and girls looking

for guys, groups all around, laughter,

plenty of DA’s (‘Ducks’ Arses’—am I

allowed to say that?—hairstyles), drape

suits and ‘brothel creepers’ (excuse the

expression) or crepe soled shoes about.

A really special atmosphere only

found in a public venue. Not what I

had been to before, especially after two

years in the Army—and the majority

of that time in Germany earning the

princely sum of one pound and ten

shillings per week to spend! (about

$1.75). An atmosphere that youngsters

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do not get now (or so I imagine), and

records or discs can’t compete with that

live, big band sound.

Introductions were made all round

our little group and our visitor’s younger

sister was beautiful and I jumped

in “Would you like to dance?” The

proffered hand is taken and so starts

an experience that is so special, it can

be a beautiful experience or a complete


You arrive on the edge of the dance

floor and other couples are passing

you in a large circle. The M.C. (Albert)

is moving up and down the centre of

the crowd signaling “keep moving” and

“hands up” where he can see them—

making sure everyone is behaving!

Your partner turns to face you arms

open – her right hand goes to your left

hand, her left hand is poised ready to

rest on your right shoulder, you slide

your hand around her waist and you

step close and make eye contact. Try

this anywhere else and you could get a


The next thing is you are thigh to

thigh…now I don’t think even now you

could get yourself in a situation like this

with a female that you do not know and

have never met before. Now the banal

conversation starts or could do, but you

are trying to say something original –

unless it is “sorry” when your first step

gets it wrong.

If your first sentences have the right

effect, and she smiles and acknowledges

that you are there and is listening to you

and answering – she is interested. The

temperature starts to rise depending

on if it is a waltz or quickstep and

you can actually feel the interest. This

will be confirmed when, as soon as is

possible, you make it plain you would

like to dance with her again. If you can

manage to commandeer virtually all of

her dances for the night—that is when

it can become “Romantic.” Now where

did that word go?

The perfume, the music and the

atmosphere are having their effect. The

outstretched left and right hands are

pulled in slowly over a period of time

and are allowed to twist a little and

the pace slows down over a number

of dances as you get to know each

other—the magic of romance starts.

The conversation starts to flow and you

have time to think and the questions

come: “Do you come here regularly?”

(with your sister/boyfriend?), “Any

other places like this in town?” “Where

do you live?” “How did you get here?”

“How are you going home tonight,

and when?” and so it goes on. Your

cheek touches hers and is allowed to

stay there, even though you are both

beginning to sweat!

If you are really smitten (and I was,

and this trip only here for a couple more

days and not back for about two more

weeks before final release), you try to

cover the future: “I will be back,” “Can I

take you home tonight?”

This can’t happen now can it? In

or at the disco/bar/club or any other

venue with its ridiculous decibel count,

flashing lights, unable to hear yourselves

speak, standing on one spot shaking like

someone out of control, hardly making

physical contact or showing off how you

won a gold medal at gymnastics! Where

did the romance go? I ask again!

Those old days will never be back—

BUT—we live in a changing world. I

realize that we have to change and our

kids and their kids (bless them all) make

it with a different recipe now, and the

magic works for them. So I will just sit

back and count the stars or something

equally absorbing.

By the way, the girl I offered my hand

to in this narrative became “the light of

my life” for sixty married years—gone

but not forgotten just over three years

ago. Petrolia became our second home

through the years, need I say more?

For those readers who don’t really

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spectrum, if you as a pair can avoid

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other’s feet, this ability will be with you

for years enabling you to dance with

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By Helen Lammers-Helps, New Dundee from Daytripping May 2011

Are you looking for an easier way to

grow fresh vegetables and herbs?

Twenty-five years ago, Mel

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business and took up vegetable

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square foot gardening. Bartholomew has

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garden in a wooden box 4’ x 4’ by 6”

deep and open on the top and bottom.

He found that this size allowed people

to reach in from all sides. A one foot

by one foot square grid is laid on top of

the box using twine or strips of wood.

The number of plants or seeds planted

inside each square foot is based on the

maximum size of the plant.

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grow one plant per square foot. These

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We spend the first twelve months of our children’s lives

teaching them to walk and talk, and the next twelve telling

them to sit down and shut up.

You know you’re old if your walker has an airbag.

I’m eighteen years behind in my ironing.

What I don’t like about office Christmas parties is looking for

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The Naked Truth

My little city has a wonderful library.

I was walking past it last night, and

I happened to glance, as is my

usual custom, at

the statue erected

near the entrance.

It is called “Mother

and Child,” and is

carved from some type

of shiny black rock. The

mother is looking down

with what I have always

interpreted as great

fondness at her

little stone child,

and grasping him by the arms as he

reaches up to her.

The statue was always a subject

of some interest to my children when

they were small. This was likely due to

the fact that both of the figures in the

statue are completely nude.

Although I have never been

uncomfortable with the subject

of nudity and always dealt with

their “body” questions with what I

considered matter-of-fact answers, all

four of my children made no secret

of the fact that they found the statue

disgusting. They started out by asking

why the sculptor would want this pair

to be naked? What was the point? Why

should they have to look at that? After

repeated exposure to the sculpture as we

went past the statue and up the library

steps, their comments eventually were

pared down to a mumbled, “Ewww.”

Apparently, they were not satisfied

with my explanations and displeasure

still needed to be expressed.

by Corrina Austin, St. Thomas

from Daytripping May-June 2004

That statue was around

when I was a kid. I must

confess, I was mildly

repulsed by it, too. It

was not the nudity that

offended me. It was just

that I thought the mother

was, well... fat. Her

stomach was paunchy,

and her buttocks wide

and big. Although she

was made of stone,

she looked awfully

“soft” to me.

It’s funny how

my perception of her has changed over

the years. All those years of baking in

the sun have not made her any worse

for wear, and she has bravely suffered

through the months she has had to

spend with her bare feet shoved into

snow drifts (a misfortune I could never

have abided). The fact that her son

has not grown an inch has left her

seemingly unperturbed. But she must

have lost some weight.

After I had my first couple of

babies, I recall thinking, as I went past,

How could I ever have thought she

was fat? She’s just a little overweight.

Nothing serious.

After two more kids, I looked up

at her with real consternation. This is

weird. She looks fine. She’s not fat at all!

Now that I am in my forties, it’s

even worse. Now, I tend to think, Shoot!

I wish I had a body like hers!

And lately, I seem to notice a

change in her expression, too. She

looks almost smug.

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Thinking back but looking ahead... a humorous take on the virus.

• Coronacoaster: noun*- the ups and downs of a pandemic. One

day you’re loving your bubble, doing workouts, baking banana

bread and going for long walks... the next you’re crying, drinking

gin for breakfast and missing people you don’t even like.

They celebrated the end of the plague with wine and orgies. Does

anyone know if there is anything planned when this one ends?

• I’m getting tired of being part of a major historical event.

• If 2020 was a math word problem: If you’re going down a river at

2 MPH and your canoe loses a wheel, how much pancake mix would

you need to re-shingle your roof?

• For those entering our store without a mask, we’ll have to take

your temperature. (P.S. We only have rectal thermometers)

• If 2020 were a piñata, it would be a massive beehive.

• It’s the first time in history we can save the human race by

lying in front of the TV doing nothing. Let’s not screw it up.

• Pandas feed for about 12 hours a day, same as adults during

quarantine. Hence the word PAND-emic.

• 2020 - the year my garbage bin went out more than me.

• Can we all agree that in 2015 when asked “where do you see yourself

in 5 years?” nobody got the answer right?

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This last year has been one of challenges, fear, sadness and isolaon.

For many, this virus has had devastang consequences. As vaccines

start to roll out, there is at least light at the end of the tunnel.

I wanted to take this opportunity to first thank my staff for all their

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customers. They truly are an incredible group of individuals. I also

wanted to thank all the front line and essenal workers for going to

work each day and connuing to provide those needed services for

our community. And lastly, I want to say thank you to all of our

customers who connued to support the Hogan family. There have

been many challenges throught the year and your understanding,

support and patronage will not be forgoen. We look forward to

connuing to service you and hopefully, as vaccines start being

distributed to pharmacies, we will be able to help bring back some

normalcy to all our lives.

Living life to the fullest (until about 9:00 p.m.)

Everyone has one. The drawer you

dread to open, but that gets opened

more than any other. It’s a tangled

eyesore. One day you will sort and purge,

but it’s always the last thing on the to-do

list. It’s the junk drawer. It’s the biggest

drawer in the kitchen, and it’s a jungle

in there. Elastic bands are wound around

the potato masher. Paper clips are caught

on the egg beater. There’s a broken icecream

scoop and one beater for the

mixer. What happened to the other

one? There are old bottle openers with

logos of companies long gone and fridge

magnets that attach themselves to other

items. There’s always a pack of matches

from a wedding. Who the hell are Carrie

and Don anyway?

What is that little contraption? I think it

peels an orange. There are several knives

that are so dull they could not even peel

an apple. Maybe the orange peeler thinga-ma-bob

could peel the apple. There

Spring Cleaning

By Barb Day, Paris

From Daytripping May-June 2014

are loads of old batteries. A, AA, AAA.

Someday I’ll see if they work or not.

What the heck is that thing? Better not

throw it out; it’s a part for something or

other. Maybe it is just a part for a longgone

appliance, but better not take any

chances. Wait! There’s the warranty to

my kettle I was looking for last week.

Never mind, it was the warranty for two

or three kettles ago. They sure don’t

make things to last anymore.

Screws and nails have all navigated to

the fridge magnets. There are important

notes like a doctor appointment on June

22, 1993 and oil change reminders. Good

thing cars these days remind you right

on the dashboard. Is that a cassette tape?

Holy cow, I’m old. A Happy Anniversary

card…please! I left that guy ten years ago.

I really need to put this junk drawer

organizing higher up on the to-do list.

Maybe I’ll get to it after I weed the

rhubarb bed and clean the garage. But

first I think I’ll pour myself a tall glass of

lemonade and sit in the sun. I wouldn’t

want to waste a perfect spring day

messing around with a junk drawer.

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the stork delivered a red-faced baby

sibling or that first shaky ride on a

two-wheeler. For this writer, it was

that momentous day when the flush

toilet arrived.

When our family moved into an

old farmhouse on the St. Clair River

in 1953, it was like the adage, “Water,

water everywhere, but not a drop to

drink.” We were right across the street

from some of the most brilliant blue

waters in the world. You could swim,

fish and even sail on the St. Clair – but

a wise man would never swallow its

waters. While residents of the larger

town nearby enjoyed purified Lake

Huron water piped right into their

homes, our only supply of water was

in an old cistern beside the house. It

was fine for laundry, and even baths

– but certainly not for drinking. Our

drinking water, even in the 1950s,

arrived in plastic containers.

Many decades later, I still have

flashbacks of taking a bath BF (before

flush). A big laundry tub would be

hauled up from the basement and

placed in the middle of the kitchen

floor, before the stove. Water was

heated, dumped into the tub, and you

did your utmost to be the first bather.

When my parents bathed I have never

discovered – it remains one of those

unanswered family secrets.

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moved outside where we were

sheltered by an alcove near the back

porch. But even as a five-year-old, I

could never quite relax while enjoying

my splash in the tub. What if some

unsuspecting neighbour – or the

kids from the back street – should

suddenly appear when I was in my


Now if bathing was inconvenient,

using the outhouse was positively

scary. The traditional two-seater

was discreetly hidden behind the

garage, close to our tiny orchard.

A nighttime visit entailed braving

quivering shadows, armed only with

a flashlight. Bats would swoop down

out of the orchard and I tried not

to think what was crawling up the

walls of the outhouse. In short order

(well, likely on my mother’s order),

a chemical toilet was installed under

our basement stairs. Unfortunately,

before his untimely demise, a river rat

took up residence in the adjoining root

cellar. That cellar was separated from

the toilet by a collapsing brick wall,

with old stuffing filling

a former chimney

vent. Each night as

I reluctantly used the

chemical toilet before

bed, I convinced

myself that an entire

nest of rats was hovering

just above my head.

But the greatest BF

By Alice Gibb, London

from Daytripping

July-Aug. 2006

(before flush) adventure

belonged to my mother.

One afternoon, our

family set out on the

river in my father’s

homemade sailboat.

An eerie calm settled

over us, the sail went limp and the

next thing we knew, a cousin was

frantically towing us to shore with

his powerboat. Ominous-looking

clouds were collecting to the west.

As we reached the house, my mother

had to heed the call of nature and

headed for the outhouse. The storm

touched down just as she reached

her destination. The outhouse door

slammed shut with a bang – and

jammed. While we huddled in our

basement my mother rode out the

storm in much more cramped and far

less fragrant quarters.

In the mid-1950s, the Lake Huron

pipeline was extended to our little

hamlet. I still remember that special

day when I jumped off the school bus,

rushed in our back door and headed

upstairs. There sat the sparkling

flush toilet – and a beautiful white

enamel bathtub. No more fears of

rats, or bats or bathing in public. My

father still enjoyed the outhouse

for many more years but now

I was an AF (after flush) like all

my friends. Sometimes keeping

up with the Joneses isn’t such a

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I was the second youngest of six

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the huge mixing tub used for the task.

As we stepped off the school bus, the

delicious aroma of bread baking, led

us straight to the kitchen. Our eyes fell

upon the big pot of baked beans keeping

warm on the back of the stove, and

the numerous loaves of freshly baked

bread cooling on the counter top. We

were ready for our Friday night feast!

Gathering around the table, we filled our

plates with steaming beans in tomato

sauce, eaten with thick slices of warm

bread slathered with homemade butter.

We could easily eat two or three loaves

of bread at this meal. Sometimes, and

usually during the winter, Mom saved

some of the dough, which she cut into

small pieces and deep-fried for a few

seconds in hot oil. This was a real treat

for us as children.

My mother was famous for her pies.

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These pies went into the freezer, ready

to be baked for dessert, or freshly baked

and served with a cup of coffee when

company stopped by. We all went berry

picking so Mom could make strawberry,

raspberry, blueberry, and Saskatoon

berry pies. Rhubarb pie was a favourite

also. We loved it when Mom used the

leftover pastry to make little cinnamon

pinwheels for an after school snack.

A huge vegetable garden made an

appearance each year. Leaf lettuce,

green onions, and radishes were

always the first to grow which made a

delicious salad that we “dressed” with

fresh cream. To this day, I do not know

whose idea this was, however we could

not have enjoyed any other dressing

more. Mouth-watering soups full of

baby carrots and peas, and green and

yellow beans were often served at the

noonday meal which we called dinner





rather than lunch. Later on, Mom would

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and pickled beets. She even canned

chickens in a simple broth, which was

delicious served chilled.

Sunday night supper meant roast

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Many warm Sunday afternoons were

spent making ice cream in our hand

crank ice cream maker. We took turns at

the old crank, until finally, anticipation

sparkled in our eyes as the frozen treat

was nearly ready. Mom would then

pour in a generous amount of wild

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

Answers Below

1. Fill in the lyric: “You’ve gotta be cruel to be kind, in the right

measure. Cruel to be kind, it’s a very good _____________.”

2. In what year did Elijah Harper, a Cree from Red Sucker Lake,

Manitoba, become the first “Treaty Indian” in Manitoba to be

elected as a member of the Legislative Assembly of Manitoba?

a] 1982 b] 1983 c] 1980 d] 1981

3. Which is the only country in the world that sports the Bible on its

national flag?

4. What humorist observed: “Few things are harder to put up with than

the annoyance of a good example.”?

a] Mark Twain b] Margaret Atwood

c] Jerry Seinfeld d] Jimmy Fallon

5. What coach came off the bench to play for his team in the Stanley

Cup finals?

a] Wayne Gretzky b] Toe Blake

c] Dick Irivn d] Lester Patrick

6. In Greek mythology the dove is associated with Aphrodite, goddess

of love. What sign did the sighting of the dove give to Noah in a

biblical incident?

7. What animal’s fur, along with that of the beaver, is found in a Stetson


8. The Commander and his wife, Serena Waterford, refer to their

handmaid by what name in The Handmaid’s Tale, a novel by

Canadian auther Margaret Atwood?

9. In what year was the Nicotine patch introduced?

10. In what year were 63 Americans taken hostage in the American

Embassy in Iran?

a] 1977 b] 1978 c] 1979 d] 1980

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They finally agreed to meet at the

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spring air and the first signs of new life

pop up out of the ground—seemingly

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Positive Thinking Can Change Your Life

Imagine you are sitting in a plane

somewhere over Canada, and an engine

falls off. How would you want the pilot to

react? Would you want him to say: “Stay

calm and buckle up! This will be a bumpy

ride, but we’ll find a way home?” or would

you want him running up and down the

aisle yelling: “We’ll all be killed! We’ll all

be killed?” Which person is more likely

to get you down safely? Now think about

your every day life where you are the pilot.

Which approach is most likely to solve your

problems? This is what positive thinking is

all about. It doesn’t guarantee that your life

will be problem free and smooth sailing,

but it gives you a better chance. Negative

thinking is “what-if” thinking. We have

about 50,000 thoughts a day and most of

them are negative. If you are running a

few minutes late for work what thoughts

usually go through your mind? “What-if I

catch every red light and get all slow drivers

on the road and then I’ll be really late!”

“What-if this is the day the boss will be in

the reception area and sees me coming

in late?” What-if thinking has a snowball

effect, and those negative thoughts lead to

negative behaviour that can sabotage your

health and life. Negative thoughts such as

“I’ll be the one let go if there are cutbacks!

I’m so stupid, I’m not good at anything,

I’ve got a bad memory, Nothing I do ever

works!” can effect your relationships with

other people, influence how you act, and

affect your whole life. The exciting thing

is that because you have control over your

thoughts, you can change your what-if

thinking to positive thinking. It will take

some practice and hard work, but by using

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identify those negative thoughts, you can

make some changes.

Replace – If many of your what-if

thoughts are focused on one thing, change

your thoughts to something positive. “I

am so stupid” can be replaced by “I am

not perfect, but I have a great sense of

humour and I’m a really good listener.”

Your replacement thoughts need to be

for now and not for tomorrow, such as

“I am smart, I will play a good game, I

am getting better every day.” Also focus

on what you want, not what you don’t

want, “I will have the opportunity to try

a career change, instead of I’ll never find

another job!”

Reinforce – Once you have chosen your

new belief, say the new thought a couple

of times a day with feeling, “I am a good

person, I feel good, I am a good friend, A

great job is waiting for me.” Believe that it

is true, even if only for a moment. Think

it. Say it aloud. Write it down. Just like

any other habit, the more you practice,

the sooner it will become second nature

to you.

Being positive for one day won’t change

things. Strengthening your mind is

like strengthening your body. If you do

twenty push-ups, and then race over to

the mirror, you won’t see any difference.

Similarly, if you think positive for 24

hours, you will see little difference. But

discipline your thinking for a few months

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Remembering the Pond

by Barbara Bryant, Ingersoll from Daytripping Sept.-Oct. 2002

Although no longer there, it was a

beautiful place ... a truly tranquil, beautiful

place. I appreciated it then, some thirty

years ago ... and I still love to think about

it now and can still even envision it in my

mind’s eye. It was the one place in the

whole world where my dad and I could

experience some never-to-be-forgotten

time together, tender, non-threatening

moments of emotional peace.

You see, I never really knew my dad in

the normal sense of the meaning of a

father and daughter relationship. He was

so impatient with me. I never did things

right. I reacted too slow to his questions.

Yet I don’t know if the right terminology

is ‘too slow’ or whether I was just too

nervous to act naturally around him. It

was certainly not uncommon for me to

get all tongue-tied whenever he asked me

a question. Yet whenever he took me on

one of his nature hikes he seemed more

relaxed and less demanding. In fact, his

whole demeanour seemed to soften and

he was so knowledgeable about things.

I couldn’t believe how much he knew

about birds, bugs, butterflies, and wild

flowers especially since he was a man

who claimed to hate reading. How had

he managed to become so astute in

such areas? I know he loved to look at

the National Geographic magazine but

he always said he wasn’t interested in


It wasn’t until recently that I started

to wonder if perhaps since he had left

school at seven years old, he had never

learned to read. How very sad that

would have been. But then how had he

managed to acquire so much knowledge

about nature and conservation? However,

I never quizzed him about it and he never

discussed it.

Going on field trips with my dad

were very special occasions for me. I

eventually got used to being dragged

literally, over and under fences, across

streams, and through boggy terrain.

As a girl, I usually wasn’t dressed for

such activities, however, I soon learned

that long pants (even though they were

frowned upon at the time lest one give

the impression of being a tomboy) were

ultimately the way to go. Thistles on bare

legs certainly didn’t tickle nor did tall

weeds and other fauna.

My dad would explain to me about the

monarch butterfly and its attraction to

milkweed. He told me about the family

of butterflies known as sulphurs, the

beautiful black and pink-edged yellow

butterflies that were so common in our

particular area of the country. There

was the alfalfa variety, and the common

variety. Some preferred open spaces

while others preferred brush or scrubby

areas. My dad explained to me about

swallowtail butterflies, especially the

tiger swallowtails that were frequently

seen floating on gentle breezes in our

field looking for Joe-Pye-weeds. The

lovely mourning cloak butterfly with

its soft, medium brown wings, blue

eyelet design and pale yellow edging.

The many varieties of brush footed

butterflies, wood nymphs and crescents,

so many different types. They were all so

hauntingly beautiful.

My father knew all about sounds too.

He could tell a tree toad from a bird call

and a grasshopper from a cricket. He

could recognize all different kinds of

things, the scurrying of an animal in the

underbrush, the soft rather high-pitched

whistle of a near-by wood turtle. He could

tell a dragonfly from a damselfly and the

sound of a bull frog from that of a blue

jay. My favourite birds have long been

red-winged black birds and warblers.

My dad could mimic these and more. He

had a real ear for the sounds of crickets

singing their songs from somewhere

in the sweet smelling damp earth, and

the clicking of tiny tree toads as they

lent their voices to the melodic pond

symphony from some inconspicuous

location usually close by.

While I had long known how to recognize

a jack-in-the-pulpit, I had no idea it was

also called a wild turnip, marsh pepper,

bog-onion, brown dragon, starchwort,

wake-robin, dragon-root or cuckoo - but

my dad knew. He also knew that cattails

are also called, flags, cat-o-nine-tails,

marsh beetles, candlewicks or cossacks.

I still love the scent of Queen Anne’s Lace

but until he told me I hadn’t known it

was a member of the parsley family, nor

had I noticed the tiny purplish red seed

in the very centre of the flower. I was

fascinated too at the number of varieties

of milkweed. Although we don’t have all

the varieties here in Ontario, we do have

several kinds. There are purple, swamp,

four-leaved, common, poke, butterflyweed,

green, desert, whit-flowered,

antelope-horn, blood-flower and A.

uncials. Here in Ontario I believe we have

swamp, purple, and common types.

Nature was certainly my dad’s element.

Yet how he ever got pigeon-holed into

strenuous factory work was something

I never understood. Frankly I think that

is what made him so bitter because

he grew up in a period when the man

was the head of the house and solely

responsible for supporting his wife and

children. So whatever work he could get

back when he was young was the type

of work he ended up doing his entire life,

and with little if any education, what little

choice that left as far as employment was

very little I’m afraid.

I really miss knowing the man he might

have been. Yet it’s still a comfort to me

every time I smell the sweet scent of a

Queen Anne’s Lace and wild phlox or

see a butterfly floating serenely across a

meadow. I think of my dad and remember

the times we spent together, him teaching,

me learning. These are without a doubt

some of the fondest moments of my life

and memories I’ll truly never forget...

Remembering the Pond.

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Wyoming-based singer-songwriter

also recognized Joan for outstanding


achievement entertaining online

during the pandemic.

“I think it’s incredible what she’s

First Lady of

done,” said Mayor Lonny Napper. “Joan

raises people’s spirits with her music

Bluewater Country

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Even Joan can’t believe she’s been

By Cathy Dobson

performing her daily shows for more

than a year.

in one sitting.

the highest honour from the Rotary “I have a little ESP and I knew I’d be

“We were staying with my uncle in Foundation. It was presented for doing it for a long time,” she chuckled.

Detroit and my Dad woke me up late at her determination to help the wider “People tell me they look forward to

night to meet a big band leader named community through the pandemic hearing me every day.

Don Pablo who had come to the house. and came with a $1,000 donation in “But you know the truth is these

“I was in my pajamas and he showed her name to help with humanitarian friends and my music are keeping me

me C, F and G. He told me I had to efforts around the world.

going and I look forward to it every day

learn that or nothing was going to click. The Town of Plympton-Wyoming too.”

“So I watched him play and I tried

it over and over on an old Silvertone

guitar until my fingers were bleeding.

But I have a photographic memory and

I learned it.”

Not only did she master the rhythm

guitar, Joan went on to learn multiple

instruments including the double reed

harmonica, bass guitar, mandolin and

four-string banjo. For good measure,

she learned how to yodel too.

In the mid-1970s, inspired by

country stars like Tammy Wynette and

Patsy Cline, Joan was the three-time

winner of the Canadian Open Country

Singing Contest in Simcoe Ontario.

She remembers the first time she

was invited on stage to sing in front of

a crowd at a union hall in Sarnia.

“I sang Delta Dawn that night and

everyone got up to dance. That’s when

I knew I could do it,” said Joan.

Her first gig at age 21 was at the

Oil Rig in Petrolia. After that, she Rotarian Jamie Pole presents Joan Spalding with the Rotary’s highest honour, the Paul Harris

Fellow Award, for her musical achievements during the pandemic. Photo Credit: Mary Pole.

performed regularly, eventually

recorded in Nashville and released

several songs.

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Joan’s Foggy Mountain Band has

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started with her brother Gary Wade

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on banjo, sister Donna on piano and


the late Bill Alexander on fiddle. Often

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Joan’s father Harold Wade joined in on

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She’s released seven albums

including “Joan Spalding & Doug

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Springstead Live at the Bridge Tavern”

in 2012. An eighth album with a

Cover mixture of original and cover songs is


...slightly less cool than the

Cover of the Rolling Stone,

but we’re working on that!.

in the making and will be released as

soon as there’s studio time, she said. Our local cover photographer is Ronny D’Haene

For a short period in …after a pipeline accident in 2000 I kind of lost my way for a while. Not my hope,

the 1980s, Joan lived in not my faith but to be honest my way. Three years later I felt moved to take up nature

Ottawa. Otherwise she photography. Since I couldn’t read anything without massive headaches or even

has always called Sarnia- watch tutorials it was a long road to learning my craft. Two friends helped me move

Lambton home and lives from Auto Focus to using Manual and it all changed for me. They were able to explain

in Wyoming now. She

it simply without giving me a headache and my craft improved steadily from there.

I have loved the journey and still do.

raised three kids, Crystal,

What I love more is sharing and

Deb and David. David was making folks smile with my work.

the drummer in The Foggy Especially this last year with all of us

Mountain Band for about dealing with all the negative news with

10 years and Joan credits Covid.

Crystal for assistance with promotion I enjoy capturing the vast variety of

wildlife in Southern Ontario and it is

and “being my right arm.”

my hope to continue to find, click and

This year, while performing every

share this journey with folks.

single day online, Joan received The Yours truly, Ronny D’Haene

Paul Harris Fellow Award, which is A.k.a. Ronny the Rooster


Joan Spalding isn’t going to let a little

thing like a pandemic stop her from

playing for her fans.

“I was put on this earth to play music

and keep people happy,” she says. “If

I’m not playing, I feel like I’m not doing


So when the pandemic shut down

her busy gig schedule last year, it didn’t

take long for Joan to figure out how she

would reach her audience another way.

“It came to me in a dream,” she

explained. “There I was on a computer

performing a song. It didn’t make a lot

of sense at first because I know so little

about computers but the next day I

thought I’d try an online gig.”

That’s how much she missed her


After 47 years playing in bars, clubs

and dancehalls – often two or three

times a week – her fans feel like friends

and family.

Joan performed online for the first

time April 1 2020 and hasn’t missed a

day since, exceeding the one-year mark

with no intention of stopping.

“That first day, I only played one

song, Mama Spanks, and it got 90 likes

and 589 views. Of course, I cried,” she

said. “It felt so comfortable.”

Her virtual Facebook shows are live

every day at 3:20 p.m. and generally

include five or six songs. Joan’s “people”

as she likes to call them, comment or

report on how they’re doing, requesting

songs and thanking her.

“People have told me I make their

day. They call me their sweet angel. I

don’t know about that but it makes me

happy to share what’s going on in their

lives,” she said.

When it’s possible amid covid

restrictions, Joan is joined on Fridays

by bass player Doug Springstead.

Doug, who lives in Petrolia, has played

with Joan and The Foggy Mountain

Band for years and appeared with her

at Point Edward’s Bridge Tavern where

she headlined for well over a decade.

“Joan is very dedicated and has

great people skills,” says Doug. “We

have faithful fans because we play the

old classic country that people want to


“She’s done a very, very good job

going online every day,” he added.

“It’s a blast, really. It’s like going on live


Growing up in

Mooretown, Joan can’t

remember a time when

country music wasn’t a

big part of her life.

She’s been told

that at four years old,

she walked over to a

neighbour’s and sang,

then announced to

them that she was going to be a star.

By age 11, she already played the

piano, then learned the guitar while on

a trip to Detroit with her father.

As she tells it, she learned to chord



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SPRING 2021 Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices call him father. (Lydia Maria Child)

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