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JUL 21st | TODAY IS:

BOOK BUYING DAY – Although this designation is not an official one, it is a day that I observe every year.  On July 21st, I always buy at least one book in memory of my older brother and best friend, John.  He would be 57 years old today and would surely be reading as much now as he was when we lost him 14 years ago.

John devoured the works of J.R.R. Tolkien, Steven Hawkings, Charles Darwin, Carl Sagan and anything to do with Mount Everest. He loved books by Isaac Asimov and Charles Dickens, as well as cartoons by Gary Larson and Charles Schulz. He and I would spend hours laughing at Far Side and Peanuts comics.  They are still my favourites.

My brother gave me books constantly.  He would show up at my door with a pile in hand.  Alternately, I would buy him challenging classics like War and Peace or Moby Dick, only to have him read them in short order.

Today, John and I would have lively discussions surrounding the brain books that are my current study choices.  He would love the world of computers and electronics and would still be touring the outdoor world, books in hand. His library would be ever expanding.

I look forward to this day every year as it is about honouring happy memories and remembering, with gratitude, the wonderful people with whom I was incredibly fortunate to share my family life.  Although my heart has mended a little, I will always miss that tall drink of water with the big laugh who was one of my favourite people in the world.

I wonder what book will catch my eye today ….

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Free Stock photo of a camera celebrating National Camera Day


NATIONAL CAMERA DAY – I have had the distinct honour of pouring through some old family photo albums over that past few weeks.  I have seen photos that are more than one hundred years old.  A portrait of my great-great-great grandparents and their family is a most precious find.

There is a photo of my grandmother as a baby in a beautiful wicker pram.  One image shows my grandfather and his gunner partner in WWI, shortly before my grandfather’s entire regiment, save my grandfather, was killed. There are a few dozen photos of my father and his siblings in a several albums, mostly at home and at family weddings.

We document every minute of our lives these days (or at least it seems that way) with our portable cameras.  Even though that was not the case with past generations, these precious few photos tell a wealth of stories and I am incredibly grateful to have a tiny peek back in time.

Appreciate your camera today and use it to capture quality memories; memories that will tell a story of a life well-lived.

Remember that possibly one day, a family member may feel the gratitude of gaining insight into their long-gone family generations as well.