Our Journey Helping Those In Need Throughout North America
When I graduated from High School in the ‘60’s my goal was to put “Small town Saskatchewan” behind me as quickly as possible. We did not have typing in High School in our small town, so in order to fulfill my dream of becoming a secretary, it was necessary to move to Regina and attend a Business College. Thankfully my aunt lived there and I was able to room and board with her and her family. I was able to complete my steno course and eventually obtain a small apartment with my girlfriend and start my career as a legal secretary, with my goal being to move to “God’s Country – Calgary, Alberta”, as soon as possible.
It is not very often I can tear myself away from the television set in the evenings. However, this past Saturday night I had the occasion to enjoy the “Old Time Dance Party” on CJWW Radio, as there was nothing decent on T.V. One of the songs they played was “I don’t want her, you can have her, she’s too fat for me!!”!!! HEAVEN FORBID - I wouldn’t have thought they could get away with playing that “terrible” old song in this day and age of “political correctness”!! But how I enjoyed it! It brought back precious memories of the old time dancing we enjoyed, political correctness be darned!
How these years are flying by! We have been so blessed to enjoy each other even more than we did when we were young and reckless… Thankful to have our daughter and son and family live nearby and enjoy the daughter-in-law and grandchildren who live here as well. Retirement has been good to us until now – we would love to go back to Texas for a visit, but the way the dollar is going, and the cost of everything going up, it may not be feasible. Even the cost of a trip to Kelowna has over doubled in the last year. Who would have ever thought the Canadian economy could take such a dive under our present Federal government!!! It is a crying shame!
I figured it was time to drop my dear friend in Texas, Ollie Ann Baker, a note on the computer to say Hi and wish her a Happy Easter (albeit early) – for some reason I just wanted to talk to her. There was no answer at her home and a short while later, we received an e-mail from her son, Lauris, that his Dad, Kenny Baker (as he was known), had passed away on Tuesday, March 12th! He told me where to find the obituary if we would like to see it. Of course, we were interested in seeing it, as there is no way we could be there for the funeral and we had grown very fond of the family. Their oldest son, Linvel Baker, is the Pastor of the Church of Christ which we attended when we were at Camp of the Hills for several winters. Talk about being welcomed with open arms – their whole congregation became family to us in a very short time, embracing us as family!