I apologise to anyone who has been waiting for me to post something new. I hope the following will help explain my neglect.
Four children and an exciting career as a Cold War Air Force officer with postings to radar stations in Europe were the result, and Dad took early retirement in the early ‘sixties to start a new career as a business executive. He went from managing an international airport to a two year stint as a senior organiser for Expo ‘67 in Montreal during Canada’s centennial celebration, then on to an outstanding career in shopping centre development, pausing for a couple of years as a bank vice-president, and then finally retiring as a consultant in commercial property development. Retired, he took up and subsequently became a teacher of Tai Chi, and had fiery career as a local representative for the small community of Gabriola Island in the Georgia Strait, off Vancouver Island. He left the island after a decade or so and moved to Victoria where his wife of over 50 years, my mother, Lucille started to notice occasional forgetfulness. He wasn’t diagnosed yet, but he had Alzheimer’s.
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.