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Jane on her 80th birthday, February 2019 |
May have wished for full size supermarket when we only had corner shop, but already missing corner shop. Supermarket so much less personal even if some things a little cheaper. And only some things - 5 litre containers of water twice the price! So we buy the much better priced 15 litre container and J asks if he can take it in the grocery trolley (cart) as our building is only metres away. He doesn’t try to explain this given the language difficulties but must have an honest face as they agree. As we’re leaving the parking lot we pass a sign telling dear customers that they are not to remove carts from the parking lot. Sign, oddly, only in English, which is a definite minority language around here. Are only the English tempted to take the carts home with them or is it only the English who are inclined to follow posted instructions?
In the evening receive an email from Kevin, Bill’s younger son, saying that Jane died yesterday. We knew that she had been ill and in and out of hospital over the last few months, but a week ago Bill had still been hoping that she would be coming home soon. Jane herself always so cheerful that talking to her was a sure way to underestimate any medical problems she might have - one of the most positive and even tempered people I’ve known. Glad that she and Bill were able to visit Sioux Lookout last summer. Who knew it was the last possible summer for a number of reasons?