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lemur me alone

Another great photo from Pixabay.


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The Last Day of Christmas

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Last Saturday I happened to go down to St. Michael’s Cathedral, downtown Toronto. I never know when the Christmas decor will be taken down in the Catholic Church because I joined quite late in life. But I do like how they extend it.

Turns out today or maybe Tuesday is the last day. Although it seems there is some variation. I also went to Mass on Sunday eve so this wasn’t really my “last day of Christmas.” But that was at another church. And I liked the sound of it.

If the Church can arbitrarily say when Jesus was born, I can do the same for the last day of Christmas! For me, it’s Feb 13th, the day before Valentines Day. You just can’t have Christmas running into that. At least, I can’t.

This angel was looking over the manger scene.


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Winter, cold, snow

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Mike (not me Mike) is one of those hidden gems just waiting to be discovered.

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Our Lady of Lourdes

Over the holidays TCM broadcast an old film about Bernadette, the young village woman who allegedly saw the Blessed Virgin Mary at Lourdes. It was a good film. Made me think about the whole thing. Here’s a pic of a Catholic church named after all that.

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Grumpy Santa

Even Santa has his grumpy moments...

Even Santa has his grumpy moments…


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Boxing day, my father’s birthday

Poor dad. We were always so hungover or just plain tired on his birthday. I don’t drink alcohol any more but still feel fairly wiped this morning. It’s all the excitement, preparation and texts texts texts! Will be nice to take it easy for a while and settle back into my usual routine.

My dad was a proud Canadian. He went to Upper Canada College and then the University of Toronto. A civil engineer, he settled into business and worked for a couple of large companies. He did well but found that teaching was more to his liking. Ending up at Ryerson university, he became the Dean of Business. But he didn’t take himself all that seriously. When friends came over they’d joke around, lightly calling him “Dean” and he’d always play along.

After retirement he and my mother had a wonderful time doing volunteer work in the 1990s with a Canadian organization (CESO/SACO) helping Eastern Europeans develop Western style businesses. He and mom went everywhere: Czech Republic, Poland, Russia, to name a few places. Dad and mom were well liked by Dad’s students and seminar participants, as evident from the old, analog photos they brought home.

I often think it ironic that dad tried so hard to help Eastern Europeans and I was literally bit in the a** by one at the University of Ottawa.

In this photo dad is visiting my great aunt in Cleveland, Ohio. She was a librarian there. A very kind, saintly woman who eventually moved up to Toronto. Because dad had been to UCC, he enlisted for Officer Training during WW-II.

Here he is, ready to go and risk his life for democracy and freedom.

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William James Loudon Clark

Happy Birthday Dad! Even though you’re not here physically, I believe you’re around.