SURVIVING THE PERILS OF CHILDHOOD IN THE 1950’s!

Looking back all those years ago it has to make one wonder how baby boomers survived their childhood. Infant car seats were just metal frames that hooked over the back of the seat. No one heard of air bags or seatbelts. Kitchens and bathrooms had no child safety locks. Kids rode bikes without helmets and …

Numbers from Heaven – Synchronicities

"Angel Numbers" Some people believe that our universe is truly random and that 'synchronicity numbers' a pattern of numbers that usually appear in groups of three or four, is just a random occurrence with no specific significance. There is another belief that if one starts to notice certain numbers appearing frequently, such as 11:11, or …

Turning 70

Turning 70 is one of those milestone birthdays which puts you definitely in the category of 'elderly' or 'senior citizen', and so many other terms for just plain old! One of the benefits of being old is that if you are lucky you will get that coveted front seat on the bus! You get to …

CHANGE – Life is not static

1950s – The Myth of Suburbia

My experience of growing up in the 1950s in a suburb of Vancouver, Canada strayed from the typical family life that magazines and ads wanted people to believe. My parents were divorced when I was a toddler and my mother moved into a house in a typical suburban neighborhood of Vancouver as a single parent …

Family trees and old west outlaws- Tom Horn

Updated. I have been fascinated with genealogy and my family tree for several years and every so often I have come across a colorful ancestor or two.  One such character was Tom Horn, an authentic old west outlaw (1860-1903).  He wasn't a true blood relative but became a branch in my tree through his younger …

𝕳𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝕻𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝕮𝖔𝖛𝖎𝖉

Growing up in Vancouver, Canada most memories of Halloween are of rainy dark weather, perfect for a spooky night.  Back then children went trick-or-treating with just their friends and it was rare to see a parent/adult out accompanying a child.  We felt safe in our own neighborhoods.  When we got home we would excitedly dump …

My stepfather – Arnold Alfred Burrell – 1924 – 1991, Canadian Artist

I remember my stepfather, Arnold Burrell loved making little drawings for my mother.  Any card or letter he gave her would be accompanied by delightful sketches.  We lived with him throughout the 1960s on Vancouver Island which is off the west coast of southern British Columbia.  He came by his talent naturally through his father, …

TRAVEL POST COVID

  TRAVEL FROM HOME - THE NEW WAY TO EXPLORE THE WORLD Since Covid with travel restrictions and safety concerns I have discovered I can still see the world - from the comfort of my own living room with live-streaming interactive tours with local guides to answer all my questions and show me their little …

BEAUTIFUL VANCOUVER

  Growing up I was lucky to call Vancouver my home.   Surrounded by mountains, ocean, beaches and beautiful forests of Sitka Spruce, Douglas Fir, and Western Red Cedar, it truly is a beautiful city.  Warm summer days might have found us at English Bay, Spanish Banks, Kitsilano or Jericho Beach.   Other times we would have …