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I might leave the virtual guest book until after the visitation/funeral. If you feel like there's something you didn't manage to say at the service or someone you didn't get a chance to speak with in person.
 
Dear Death:

Yes, thank you, I do know you are there. No need to KEEP REMINDING ME.

Sincerely,

Mendalla

My boss lost his mother yesterday afternoon, in case you're wondering.
 
Beautiful day in NB - sunshine, blue skies, temp in the high teens. The flood waters are going down. AAndd people aree beginning to access the damage. There is a lot (but so far no loss of human life). Debris over highways and in people's yards; washouts; homes flooded and cottages destroyed; cattle stressed; small businesses closed (some may not recover); people still out of their homes.
And - we've been told not to pick fiddleheads from flooded areas this year. Apparently the flood waters have been contaminated with manure from farm animals, human sewerage, leaking oil tanks from rural homes and cottages, propane tanks from barbeques, and all sorts of other ucky stuff. So when fiddleheads start popping up in low lands and islands the moment thee flood waters go down, we shouldn't pick them. Those in areas not flooded should be alright - but most good growing areas were flooded. This will be an inconvenience to me - a spring treat that I look forward to each year. But it will be an additional hardship for those in rural areas, and native people, who supplement their income by selling fiddleheads at road side stands or the market, or who have contracts to supply local supermarkets, as well as supplementing their diets. The first fresh vegetable aavailable in the spring.
 
Beautiful day in NB - sunshine, blue skies, temp in the high teens. The flood waters are going down. AAndd people aree beginning to access the damage. There is a lot (but so far no loss of human life). Debris over highways and in people's yards; washouts; homes flooded and cottages destroyed; cattle stressed; small businesses closed (some may not recover); people still out of their homes.
And - we've been told not to pick fiddleheads from flooded areas this year. Apparently the flood waters have been contaminated with manure from farm animals, human sewerage, leaking oil tanks from rural homes and cottages, propane tanks from barbeques, and all sorts of other ucky stuff. So when fiddleheads start popping up in low lands and islands the moment thee flood waters go down, we shouldn't pick them. Those in areas not flooded should be alright - but most good growing areas were flooded. This will be an inconvenience to me - a spring treat that I look forward to each year. But it will be an additional hardship for those in rural areas, and native people, who supplement their income by selling fiddleheads at road side stands or the market, or who have contracts to supply local supermarkets, as well as supplementing their diets. The first fresh vegetable aavailable in the spring.

This crap doesn't get carried downriver other years ?

Surprises me ... why do floodplains stay so fecund? There are natural vegetation's and microorganisms out there that will handle just about everything ... except inhumanity of man to alternate combat ... conflict over word?

Hooknew ... by crook and by shaft ... "hook & crook?" Word can occupy a person ... like a dark pile ... meta physics in a heap ...
 
Interesting tidbit Seeler about the fiddleheads & how important they are to many people. Something only a 'local' would think about.
 
Tomorrow I am going to convocation at Emmanuel College! A collegue at work is FINALLY graduating with her MDiv - after 10 years of hard slogging. She's taking a year off, then plans to do her internship, to complete the requirements for ordination. She & I have often talked together during this time, and I've 'accompanied' her on several of her mandatory church committee interviews - which was interesting for me. So it's a big celebration tomorrow!! And I see from the website that The Very Reverend Stan McKay will be conferred with an honorary doctorate also at the ceremony - so it is an honour to be there for that too. Also graduating - a young man from my own church, who I've known since he was a toddler - so lots going on!
 
Tomorrow I am going to convocation at Emmanuel College! A collegue at work is FINALLY graduating with her MDiv - after 10 years of hard slogging. She's taking a year off, then plans to do her internship, to complete the requirements for ordination. She & I have often talked together during this time, and I've 'accompanied' her on several of her mandatory church committee interviews - which was interesting for me. So it's a big celebration tomorrow!! And I see from the website that The Very Reverend Stan McKay will be conferred with an honorary doctorate also at the ceremony - so it is an honour to be there for that too. Also graduating - a young man from my own church, who I've known since he was a toddler - so lots going on!

That's cool. I haven't been to a convocation since Mrs. M got her doctorate. With a good speaker like Rev. McKay, it might actually be interesting. Both of my convocations were terminally dull, though, so be warned.
 
Sad night. My best friend's mother, who was a part of my life for a good chunk of my childhood and youth, passed away. She's been in a home with dementia for years. Still think fondly of both her and her husband (who passed more than a decade ago) at times.

That's added to my wife going home to China to see her Dad for probably the last time and it's not a happy week in the Mendalla household.

Sorry to hear of your sad news, your heavy times, Mendalla. My thoughts have been, and continue to be, with you.
 
Visitation for best friend's Mom last night. Chance to say goodbye to the woman who was almost my second mother. Caught up with his family (he and I keep in touch but he also has a brother who I haven't seen since their Dad's funeral) and some guys from high school that I am not in touch with anymore ( I hadn't seen them since highschool save in passing on FB). Had forgotten that my friend's eldest niece was almost the same age as Little M and will be starting university in September. She was a baby last I saw her.
 
Funny ... working a morbid position in a cemetery you run into these strange characters from the past too ... how they cranked out sometimes makes one stop and digest ...
 
Baby is born!!! He is a little boy with healthy lungs...I could hear very well when my son-in-law called with the news. They haven't even weighed and measured yet, but he seems a good size, apparently. We will bring my first and, until now, only grandson over tomorrow to meet his little brother. I really want to go tonight....but I'm trying to give them a little time and space to get the hang of being parents to a newborn (old hat for my daughter, but brand new for her husband).
 
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