| First a picture of me at my surprise party with my "card" from my friends. | Here is another really neat gift, Money Tree with "Canadian Tire Money" |
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This box had towels and washcloths |
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My 40th Birthday - January
16, 2002
a special surprise party from my friends
See my birthday card,
poem, my "tree"
and some other pictures
| First a picture of me at my surprise party with my "card" from my friends. | Here is another really neat gift, Money Tree with "Canadian Tire Money" |
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This box had towels and washcloths |
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Now a poem written for me by Paul Scott, a special friend (like a father to me)
Judi, Judi, Judi
This poem begins
Once upon a time
When you came into my knowing
As a
lovely disembodied voice,
Conversant with wrenches and engines,
As I worked under a car
In the wine warm darkness
Of that fateful summer night
In Mike and Heidi's yard.
The voice was
saying,
As it passed down the tools,
It needed a
place to live.
Bereft of daughters,
At that moment
I was completely charmed
And having a trailer to rent,
I told her, "Do I have a place for you!"
Adopting her then and there.
She arrived first on a motorcycle
With a very pregnant cat,
Impatient to deliver five kittens,
In a cage on the back of it.
Then came the beautiful,
The beloved Yintuk
Also in the family way
With nine more cuddly tenants,
I now needed a zoo permit!
She performed miracles
Finding homes for all of them,
But with a lowboy
And by the van and wagonload
She retrieved more and more stuff:
It was obvious she was one of my family.
Finally, Brian, a cyber Harry Potter:
Intelligent, droll and lovingly patient.
Accepting it all with such good nature.
This young woman
In shiny leather or work stained denim
With talents as widely spectrumed
As her energetic smile...
Stayed with us for a wonderful while
And always in our hearts
There will be room for her,
Even after this landmark,
Turning forty....
With Love Paul and Anna
