not pretty

Owen says Nancy, my mom showed me your story about my goals. Big smile. Slight blush to cheeks. But that was not my first set of goals- I threw out the first one.

What did it say?

I want to make it through puberty.

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burger or bust

My other cousin, Sarah, is a classic obstinate Macdonald.

20 years ago she came to Toronto for a visit  and my dad offered to take her out for lunch.

She had been a vegan vegetarian for several years but my dad still took her to Harvey’s for lunch.

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10 cents a bucket

My cousin, AJ, offers this story and although I don’t remember it, it was classically my dad. He would barter in the shops on Bloor St (Dad, these are not the beaches of Mexico), verbally wrestle a waiter who he felt was overcharging, he practically invented carrot on the stick parenting and all of it was for sport not necessarily outcome.

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