I would like to make a correction to my news in last weeks Equity. I had said it was Brenda Frost who broke her wrist but in fact it was Debbie Frost. I’m sorry for the mix up but I still do wish Debbie a speedy recovery.

Just wanted to mention that Lindsay Frost took on the role as director for the murder mystery last week in Campbell’s Bay. Her perseverance and patience helped bring the production to the delightful amusing and entertaining success it was and helped make it another successful fundraiser for the Pontiac Lions Club in Campbell’s Bay.

I would like to send out my deepest sympathy to the family and friends of Maurice Dubeau who passed away Feb. 11.

Well wasn’t that a delightful storm. I just stayed at home and painted. I’m sure glad I don’t live in the city where there is no place left to put the snow. I know people are complaining about the amount of snow we have but trust me, we’ve had a lot more than that in the early 1970s. I remember the snow being so high that you could almost touch the telephone lines and you couldn’t see my house coming down the road because the banks were so high. Nonetheless it took a lot of shoveling, plowing and snow removal to get everything under control again.

This past weekend my cousins Freda and Jacques Dupuis from Metcalfe, Ont. and my cousin Ramona Dunahee from Brinston, Ont. came for the weekend. Jacques had asked me to make him a pot of beans and I did and we had a great time playing cards and reminiscing. Ramona had a video of her son’s wedding in Korea and that was very interesting and colourful to watch. We had a wonderful weekend and aunt Betty Mayhew and Gilbert Sparling came and joined us for supper on Saturday night.

I had a few other surprise visitors whom I haven’t seen for quite some time and it was very nice to see them once again.

My daughter Shelley and her husband Carl had their birthdays this weekend and they spent a quiet weekend at home with their boys, Corben and Tao. I had called them for their birthdays and told Shelly that I would take her out and do a mother/daughter day at the spa later this spring. This way we will celebrate Shelley’s birthday and mine at the same time.

Please don’t complain about the amber alerts going off on your phones in the middle of the night. That could be your child who is missing.