KNEES, PLEASE

There comes a time for some of us when your knees tell us

they've had enough. They hurt. Getting around isn't as easy

as it used to be. The question is, how to deal with it?

After a lot of fuss, you use a cane if for no other reason than

to keep your balance. Your equilibrium.

There's a word for it. Life isn't what it used to be. Hanging

in there isn't easy. That's the way things are leaving you

hopefully to grin and bare it.

A cane comes next to help you keep your balance.

Falling down isn't an option.

Then two canes to ease the pressure on your knees.

Put it off as long as you can because the thought

of a walker is next makes you/me feel vulnerable,

even weak in the knees.

Author's advice: Whatever you do, keep up your sense

of humor. If you're lucky enough to have one. Show others

the knees might be a pain in the butt but the rest of you is

working just fine.

SOME THINGS ARE BEST LEFT IN THE PAST

This was a quote from from a recent Toronto (Daily) Star

article about something that must annoyed one of its writers.

It gives you reason to nod one's head thinking how

right it is.

I was sent off to private school the year I hit grade nine.

Living there twenty-four seven It was in Oakville. It

turned out my father had taught there six months when

he was a young clergyman and didn't have much money.

I have no idea what he taught but it wouldn't have been

religion. It wasn't part of the school's curriculum.

He had a good sense of humor.

He was a chaplain (minister) in World War two, Canadian

Second Division stationed in London during the latter one .

He never talked much it if at all about either of them

Nor did I ever see notes or notebooks of his for that matter.

Author's comment: Which is interesting in a way. I've kept

notes in notebooks for heaven only knows how long. And I'm still doing it.. Meaning I don't leave everything in the past.

That's the writer in me.