When our parents were young tey all hung around with each other as boys they were the Steeves boys, others were the Fentons the Tingleys,the Gildreds etc.They were well to do farming folks for the most part some poverty but most folks had employments either in their family or near by shopps.
Louises dad worked in the gypsum plantt and my dad worked in the CNR shops an hour away.
Sometimes our moms worked in the local nursing home or for one of the well to do elderly ladies in their declining years.
When Louise's mom was young her skin was dark,everyone called her tarpot when my mother heard this she gave us fair teaching to not ever do this her name was Ethel and she was to only be called by her name..I never heard my mother gossip or put down another woman.She could sure tell my father were to go though at times.lololol
Our dads became friends as boys and were reunited after a time working in the woods together.Dad had a good job,a wife with an inheritance and he owned a lot of land and a house he sold close to the city so we could live in the country and have a better life living closer to nature.For this Ill always be grateful, i still love to garden,and take country walks.
John grew up in poverty and became an alcoholic
I met Louise when she was 9 and I was eleven.My mom and dad had joined the family church and found Christ.I think my mother just always had God in her heart and life,like my little Baptist Grammy Emily and her three sisters and her father she liked to call pappa.My mom was a good woman.
So dad took a liking to John and mom took to going shopping with Ethel at times.Ethel would drive and we lived some 60 miles from town.Dad sold John three acres of land that Louise's family still own today. They put a tiny house on it.We spent many long hours there playing games and hving quiet visits. Her dad was a great tease and his favorite victium was mom.lololol Johm loved to make her laugh.
Mom and Ethel became best of friends, and Louise and me had our first car together my dad bought a little triumph convertible for me from him and Loiuse and I drove the shit out of it around old dirt roads and apple orchards we had a lot of good times when we were young.
Our children became best of friends too.I went off to the big city to work as a hairdresser and she became a hairdresser in her local community.We were so proud of each other and even felt the good side of family competition at times im sure.We both did well.Our parents were very proud of us.
If we didnt see each other for years we were best of friends when we did see each other.She always maintained her shy modest ways of a country girl.I was more charismatic and outgoing and we liked each other simply for who were were.We intuitively knew each others lives were what they were.Tough.She married and alcoholic and I married an alcoholic. I found God or God found me going in a different direction and I worked in the addictions field for a lot of years.
She bought an old homestead down on the beautiful Cape and I visited her there every five years or so.After my mom and dad passed away she was all that was left of HOME for me.She still lives there in all the lands beauty.I live in a senior home in a large city area in the Maritime Provinces.
Four years ago I made a solo trip back home to visit my grandfathers estate and met the folks living there thats another story, marvelous time it was.I visited Louise and she gave me a small pot to cook eggs in I live alone and dont need large pots anymore.
That next year my son passed away in Ontario alcohol related death age 47. This year Louise's daughter was murdered a drug related death.They were both loved very much.
Im waiting these past few days to hear how my friend is doing and I pray God send her healing angels and all blessings for it has been said she may have stomach cancer and only six months to live.I pray for God to take her home without suffering.
We never know the tasks God gives us in mercy and grace we move along up the mountians down the valleys and I have enjoyed many wonderful years watching Louise and her family grow as much as Ive enjoyed seeing my own little miracles bless the world with presence.
GET IN THE TRUCK LOUISE ITS TIME TO GO TO TOWN'
kATHLEEN
Louises dad worked in the gypsum plantt and my dad worked in the CNR shops an hour away.
Sometimes our moms worked in the local nursing home or for one of the well to do elderly ladies in their declining years.
When Louise's mom was young her skin was dark,everyone called her tarpot when my mother heard this she gave us fair teaching to not ever do this her name was Ethel and she was to only be called by her name..I never heard my mother gossip or put down another woman.She could sure tell my father were to go though at times.lololol
Our dads became friends as boys and were reunited after a time working in the woods together.Dad had a good job,a wife with an inheritance and he owned a lot of land and a house he sold close to the city so we could live in the country and have a better life living closer to nature.For this Ill always be grateful, i still love to garden,and take country walks.
John grew up in poverty and became an alcoholic
I met Louise when she was 9 and I was eleven.My mom and dad had joined the family church and found Christ.I think my mother just always had God in her heart and life,like my little Baptist Grammy Emily and her three sisters and her father she liked to call pappa.My mom was a good woman.
So dad took a liking to John and mom took to going shopping with Ethel at times.Ethel would drive and we lived some 60 miles from town.Dad sold John three acres of land that Louise's family still own today. They put a tiny house on it.We spent many long hours there playing games and hving quiet visits. Her dad was a great tease and his favorite victium was mom.lololol Johm loved to make her laugh.
Mom and Ethel became best of friends, and Louise and me had our first car together my dad bought a little triumph convertible for me from him and Loiuse and I drove the shit out of it around old dirt roads and apple orchards we had a lot of good times when we were young.
Our children became best of friends too.I went off to the big city to work as a hairdresser and she became a hairdresser in her local community.We were so proud of each other and even felt the good side of family competition at times im sure.We both did well.Our parents were very proud of us.
If we didnt see each other for years we were best of friends when we did see each other.She always maintained her shy modest ways of a country girl.I was more charismatic and outgoing and we liked each other simply for who were were.We intuitively knew each others lives were what they were.Tough.She married and alcoholic and I married an alcoholic. I found God or God found me going in a different direction and I worked in the addictions field for a lot of years.
She bought an old homestead down on the beautiful Cape and I visited her there every five years or so.After my mom and dad passed away she was all that was left of HOME for me.She still lives there in all the lands beauty.I live in a senior home in a large city area in the Maritime Provinces.
Four years ago I made a solo trip back home to visit my grandfathers estate and met the folks living there thats another story, marvelous time it was.I visited Louise and she gave me a small pot to cook eggs in I live alone and dont need large pots anymore.
That next year my son passed away in Ontario alcohol related death age 47. This year Louise's daughter was murdered a drug related death.They were both loved very much.
Im waiting these past few days to hear how my friend is doing and I pray God send her healing angels and all blessings for it has been said she may have stomach cancer and only six months to live.I pray for God to take her home without suffering.
We never know the tasks God gives us in mercy and grace we move along up the mountians down the valleys and I have enjoyed many wonderful years watching Louise and her family grow as much as Ive enjoyed seeing my own little miracles bless the world with presence.
GET IN THE TRUCK LOUISE ITS TIME TO GO TO TOWN'
kATHLEEN
