There are two times in my life when I truly felt like the border between Canada and the United States didn’t exist: first when John F. Kennedy was assassinated and second when the World Trade Center was attacked. I remember each as though it was yesterday. I was a young schoolgirl when someone knocked at …
Reflections on my life as a daughter, wife, stepmother, friend, employee, and coach; then starting over at age 60 after an abusive relationship.
Hindsight: My Journey 