Honouring Kay on her 90th Birthday

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K.A.Y.

My Aunty Kay is so caring , ready for anything and full of fun that she was named for exactly those things:

K for “KIND”
A for “ADVENTUREOUS”
Y for ” YOUNG AT HEART”

Let me illustrate;

KIND:

Stray dogs, stray cats, friends of friends, other peoples’ children, extra daughters ☺, people new to our country without a family of their own to go to at Christmas time ( I particularly remember a certain Nick the Greek), all manner of people found their way to the dinner table, to the couch (gosh knows there was no extra bed ) to the party.

Everyone was welcome in my auntie Kay’s house.

ADVENTUREOUS:

Always ready to go!

Make up on!

High heels and a pretty frock.

“All dolled up” we used to call it.

On a long train ride for an unexpected trip to Gaspé with her younger sister Ann.

OR

An 8 hour drive jammed in to a Ford Mercury with four adults and four kids all the way from Montreal to Sept Isles, Quebec; the lack of mandatory seatbelt law at the time made it easy to double up: double the fun, double jeopardy, double the adventure.

Even a pub crawl in jolly old England made its way on Kay’s adventure list.

Kay was always ready to go!

YOUNG AT HEART:

To this very day I know if we are out somewhere and Kay hear’s a song that she likes, no matter where she is and who is watching she will get up and dance 💃🏼 !

She will always be interested in knowing who the cool kids are and she will always be invited to their lunch table.

She is interested in knowing what young people are up to and genuinely proud of all.

Laughing is a part of her daily diet.

I ought to know;

I was often the one at the dinner table, or on the couch.

I rode along on a few of her adventures,

And many an early morning she listened while we recounted our adventures of the night before.

Aunty Kay today is YOUR day!

To celebrate your 90 rotations around the sun ☀️ your three daughters are with you , your fourth daughter is looking down on you with love and your fifth daughter is sitting right here thinking of you today with a big grin on her face and a heart full of love for you.

Happy Happy Birthday Dear Auntie Kay!

Keep a spot on your couch, A few bananas and the peanut butter jar out for me because you never know when I might come and get me some lovin’

Vintage Value: Ode to the Seasoned Career Person in the New Age of Business

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I may be slower to learn now but my vast experience is quick to help.

I may struggle sometimes with today’s business technology but I am an expert in reading people.

You may not see me on Twitter, Snapchat and the like but I have seen the world and it’s beautiful places as well as many cultures.

I may not know my way around social media but I have been around Rock Stars, princes and hobos alike.

I may not know how to run a software application but I have run successful businesses.

I may not intuitively find errors in spreadsheets but I find my way to peoples hearts and I know where mine is at all times.

I am not wasting paper. I am printing a document so I may hold it in my hands, make annotations in the margins and underline certain passages. This will help my learning and ultimately help you.

I sometimes forget word for word the many processes/policies you ask of me but that is because there are many more policies and processes stored in my brain than you may ever come across.

I am not the best multitasker when it comes to doing social media while answering a client in person, while talking on the telephone and signing a document but when I am speaking with you you have my FULL attention.

I am vintage but I bring value.

I will strive to be all that YOU need me to BE but I will not apologize for how I – BE.

The Ghosts of Summers Past

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The Ghosts of Summers Past:

I walked on my beloved beach today. As it was a spectacular beach day of the season they all came out….

My baby girl, fat-cheaked and bare-bottomed toddled drunkenly towards the surf spilling the contents of her water pail.

My young father, with his pants rolled-up waded in and out of the shallow water washing off the seashells and smooth stones he collected.

My friends the mommies and our little girls were there too! Three little gap-toothed angels sitting on the edge of their towels spitting out watermelon seeds.

My cousin Sally waited for me in the yellow rubber dinghy- boat. I did not go aboard though as I knew we would only get into that childhood argument about who had the longest hair and she would win, and I did not wish for her to win.

My young mom also appeared, with her beautiful…

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