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By: Laura Christie My blog is dedicated to a wonderful volunteer named Wally Knight. He delivered meals for us on Tuesdays, and sometimes spared on other days. As a retiree from Suncor, Wally was eligible to apply for a Suncare grant of $2,000 as a community volunteer. He applied fors and received it on many occasions. Wally was often our “touch-...
By: Laura Christie If people “eat with their eyes,” why do restaurants dim their lights to the point you can’t even admire what’s on your plate? It certainly doesn’t allow for a “feast for the eyes.” Does something you can’t pronounce stop you from ordering it? Why is pasta – one of the cheapest meals you can make at home – one of the most...
By: Laura Christie Perhaps there was still some magic in the air from our Volunteer Recognition Event; some residual Wizard of Oz inspiration. I had set out on a journey to locate and purchase some shoes in a colour akin to Dorothy’s ruby slippers. On the Saturday after the event, I found a pair of shoes that were deep burgundy leather brogues. It...
By: Laura Christie Hallowe’en has just flapped by on bat wings. Ghouls are gone, carved jack o lanterns have served their purpose. All that effort spent on creating a costume, and face make up for ‘Trick or Treating’. It’s all done for another year. Empty chocolate bar wrappers will fill garbage pails for days as the reminder of what was Hallowe’...
By: Laura Christie It’s only a day away! That’s right our Volunteer Awards and Recognition Event is at the Hellenic Center tomorrow afternoon. So, I won’t be at my desk completing my Blog. I am on my keyboard right now, a day in advance. When I first started at Meals on Wheels London in 2001, Tracy, the Executive Director at the time, said that in...
By: Laura Christie Colonel Mustard, in the kitchen, with a lead pipe. That “accusation” won me a round in the game of ‘Clue’. Played last Saturday night during a girl’s weekend. I confess, it was pure luck as opposed to having any real sleuthing skills. It was my turn, a good dice roll, a waiting door into the kitchen and out came the “stab in the...
By: Laura Christie My great-niece Abby recently turned thirteen. I’m sure it was my imagination, but she appeared to have grown four inches in two months. She is a lovely, kind-hearted young lady. Very poised, confident and smart. Now in grade eight and in a class with all her friends, she is set to have a wonderful year ahead. Abby is the oldest...
By: Laura Christie I was born in Kirkland Lake, Ontario. We lived at 10 Alexander Street. My sisters do tell wonderful stories about living in that house. When I was one and a half years old, we moved to 804 Headley Drive in London. This is my childhood home; a red brick bungalow where my mom and dad raised six children. When a bedroom and shower...
By: Laura Christie  Since 1993, my husband and I have enjoyed the good fortune to spend time in a place that calms and recharges us. It’s a cottage on Cameron Lake, just outside of Tobermory.  We have recently returned from two weeks of gorgeous weather, and starry, starry nights. There is a deck that stretches the length of the cottage. In the...
I think it's because we all begin our socialization process with school and the 'new' year beginning in September that even when school is many moons behind us, the fall feels like the start of a new year.  For my family, with four children going into grades 2, 4, 7 and 9, this September like so many in my youth, has meant back to school, back to...

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