We call ourselves The Dwem's. Last evening we had dinner together for the first time since last August. We are those brave souls who came to live part time in Western Head, on Gull Bay. The Dickie's, Wu's, Ely's and Mitchell's one by one established themselves in this part of the world and in the same order. Now we enjoy living near each other, all good friends. At first, when we were in residence here, we got together every evening. Now we do not, but we gather regularly either for cocktails or for dinner. Last evening Mary served us a wonderful dinner, to welcome our friends Pat and Mal back to Western Head, and to Gill after a short visit to Toronto for work.
This year we will all be staying here for a longer time, hence the lack of meeting every night. We have the luxury of time on our side. Age has it's rewards. When we all bought and built here, Mary reminded us that what we were going to be doing was to watch each other age and die, something that had happened to her parents in Carmel, Ca. where six families retired and lived in Carmel for six months each year. Over the years they faded away one by one. I suggested actually, this was a good thing, as we could enjoy and support each other as we age and loose function. Certainly as I looked around the table last night the ten years elapse time has taken it's tole and we look different that we did ten or eleven years ago. But we are all active and alert and we still have a good time together. The three other ladies are at the Port Medway Art Show as we speak. And most importantly, we all agreed that we did a good thing, coming to Nova Scotia. We drank a toast to The Dwem's.
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