This is Waylon the dog, aka The Sheriff of Tiny-town.  That's what Sam always called  him when he tried to act like he was head dog in charge.  I could just imagine him with a little cowboy hat on coming into the bar under the swinging saloon doors.  Now you're really in trouble people.This will … Continue reading The Sheriff of Tiny-Town

When I awoke this morning it was to the news that my dear friend Marg  Groetsema had passed the night before.   Marg is the first person to befriend me when we arrived in Vancouver the Fall of 2004.  Fortunately she and her Husband Dale lived just down the street from us and Dale worked with … Continue reading MARG AND ME