Yesterday we came home, and as usual, everything at home looks lovely. The green of the trees and bushes and grass is what is most impressive. Even a few weeks away makes you forget the look of the place. But today after work my car would not start. The computer at home has died a noble death and must be replaced. And life comes roaring back with all the bits and pieces that need attention. Although I must say it is always a pleasure to be at the office. The energy and expertise and excellence of the agents and staff is a wonder to behold and always brings pleasure to my eyes.
Today I feel sad. Starr Crouch died on Sunday, after a fall on Saturday. She was the last connection with Ken's Mother, and the last one to talk about those days of old. I know that she was elderly, 82 or so, but with her passing, the era for Ken and Parry Sound is diminished and we both feel sad. They lived in Toronto all their married life, in fact, they lived all their married life in the same home. When we lived there too, they often invited us to Sunday dinner after church, and of course we accepted, as the food was always good. It also was always the same...roast beef with potatoes and vegetables cooked in with the meat, all cooked while we were all at meeting. Such a welcome smell on arrival to the house. But no more. We will miss her. Victor, who until just a few years ago worked as a research chemist, will have a difficult time without her I know.
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Sorry to hear about Starr.
Yes, we have all done the Sunday dinner roast with vegs cooked around it. Into the oven before you went out the door, hoping the service did not go on too long! With the advent of stove timers no more overdone roast. Irene.
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