The good news is that the folks at Royal Acres Estate were able to sell enough of their beef to carry on. Dave told me (when I ordered my cross rib roast yesterday) that he had overwhelmed by orders. We live in a good community here as I suspect most people do. Once a call like that goes out, most are willing to pitch in somehow.
A friend was reminiscing about quarantines he had known and it reminded me of mine many years ago. I contracted jaundice (hepatitis) when in Echternach, Luxembourg when I was a teenager. I was taken to the US Air Force base hospital in Bitburg for diagnosis and was told to stay in for 4 weeks. It was in the summer and I was pretty bored. The net result is that I cannot give blood.
This is where our family lived for a time in 1953-54. It was kind of an apartment over the store.
Years ago, when I turned 21, I looked forward to being able to vote for the first time and to donate blood. I was very disappointed about the blood part but I was able to vote for the first time in 1962 - John Turner, Liberal in the Montreal riding of St. Lawrence-St. George!
And there I go - down the memory rabbit hole! The mind is a remarkable file cabinet.
I'd better get this done before I go anywhere else. All my family is safe and my friends are as well. I will call a couple today just to keep in touch.
Onwards!
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