Words of advice from a hundred year old spinster: You just live...you're you...and that's what happens.

There is no happiness like mine
I have been eating poetry

I love the sign in my Vet clinic.

I think I've finally figured out how to focus the camera on my phone!

John Steinbeck's novel, Of Mice and Men, was published 78 years ago today. It would have been published earlier if his new puppy, Toby, had chewed up half the manuscript setting Steinbeck back two months!

Everything will be all right in the end
And if it is not all right, it is not the end.

Yes...I am clearing files rather than clearing rooms...it is much more satisfying!

We will be friends until we are old and senile and then we will be new friends!

 

A former student wrote: Do you remember me skipping almost all of grade 11, and you having me sit down for several hours in your office at the end of the year to write out a handful of assignments so that you could give me a passing grade? I shall never forget it. And clearly, the bits keep coming.

Did I get away with a lot when I was a teacher?
Or did they know but trusted me?
Or did they know but could figure out what to do about it?
And more importantly, did I realize I was getting away with anything or was that just the way I was?
Or were they afraid of me?