While we were stationed in Europe with the Royal Canadian Air Force in 1955-58, we did a lot of travelling. One day we arrived in Basel, Switzerland and found a very different city than we had anticipated. There were crowds and music everywhere.

I often wonder what people will remember about me after I am gone… or actually, if they will remember me.

I was at a family get together recently. Of course, this involved a lot of eating, talking and kids crying but all in all it was a good event. More and then more people arrived and I found myself dragging out some hamburgers from the deep freeze. I had brought them to the house earlier, thinking they could be eaten the next day. But no way. This was a hungry crowd.

There is nothing that can take the hot air out of a writer’s ego, like reading another writer’s article that is excellent. You recognize immediately your own limitations of knowledge, ability and for a while you just back off and wonder what ever gave you the idea you could reach others with your words.

I recently browsed through some webpages with various pictures and messages. I was somewhat concerned when one of the messages said: “I will never regret doing wrong, I will only regret the good things I did for the wrong people.” Wow, that is one bitter person.

My first mistake was deciding to visit the health lab right after the holiday weekend. It was packed and I spent the first half hour in the “mud room” on a chair. The main waiting room was packed.

Today I am sporting more than a summer tan and a few liver spots on my forearms. Today I am sporting scratches from raspberry canes.

We’d struggled through a Bible study on the Trinity and survived…maybe something a little easier might suffice…so were my thoughts as I delved through a half dozen Bible studies I’d borrowed from the church.