I’ve been flipping through Gran’s diary – and I came across an interesting entry on Saturday March 21, 1987: Sunny – warm. Lazy – did puzzle (escaping). Must go for a walk. Went downtown on bus quite an experience. Young man got on slightly loaded sat behind me. He opened the window – then leaned Read More
I finally jumped into Pandora’s box. I pulled out a handful of Gran’s journals today. I’m starting with 1987 – as it seems to be the earliest I found. Just the first page brings back memories. It’s yellow, curled a little and smells faintly of cigarettes. She lists the times of her favorite TV shows Read More