Friday, January 23, 2009


When I make posts for this blog I try to be mindful of who will be reading it. Some of you I know, some I don't. What's really cool is when these pages are the catalyst for finding a new friend.

One day last summer we were in town (Fraser Lake). From across the parking lot of the little mall I hear someone call "Hey, Endako Jo". Well, I am only called that here on this blog. The person calling was Jody, who runs the second-hand shop (well, she used to ... sadly, it's shut down now). I never really knew Jody very well before that, but we got to talking. Turns out that she had an elderly gentleman living with her family and he was a daily reader of my blog. Who knew? His name was Donald. Jody spoke so dearly of him and we invited her to bring him up for a visit some time. He'd been following our progress for ages and wanted to see the place in person. Well, you know how time flies and everyone is always so busy. It never happened. But we did get to meet Donald finally, when he went to work with Jody one day. We walked into her shop, like we did quite regularly because she always had such great items for sale. Sitting there, working away on a laptop was this cute old guy. Very quickly, Jody jumped up and introduced us. This was Donald.

Art sat down and started chatting with him. They got on like gang-busters. He reminded me so much of my long lost friend Jack. Some old guys are just timeless. The first visual impression is that they are "old", but after a minute or two of talking to them that impression melts away. The curious, vibrant person within shines through (of course, I've only met a few of these ... a lot really are crotchety old farts).

I'm sad to say that Donald passed away shortly before Christmas. I was so sorry to hear that. He was 83.

Donald Frank Carson
1925 - 2008


My Little Corner said...

oh so sorry to hear that too. He sounds like a great guy to talk with.

Carol Browne said...

I'm sorry about Donald, but at the same time it's nice to know you cheered someone up and you didn't even know it. You just never know who you're "helping".

I heart the internets.