On January 25th, 2020, a Toronto man returning from Wuhan, China was the first presumptive COVID-19 case in Canada. By March, with the disease raging across Canada, the World Health Organization had declared COVID a pandemic, the NBA, NHL and most other sport leagues had suspended their seasons, while the Olympics were officially postponed to 2021, the Juno Awards were cancelled, Parliament went on break, and schools began to close from coast to coast.
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Roxanne Tellier – What a Difference a Year Makes
Posted in COVID 19, Family, Health, life, Opinion, Review with tags Afghanistan, Africa, Australia, Canada, CERB, COVID-19, curfews, DBAWIS, Delta variant, Dollarama, Dr Fauci, India, lockdown, non-essential goods, pandemic, PPE, segarini, stay-at-home orders, Tellier, Tokyo Olympics, U.S. Surgeon General, Uganda, what a difference a year makes, World Health Organization on June 27, 2021 by segariniRoxanne Tellier – Making Your Own Merry Little Christmas
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Bill Payne, Bill Wood, Bill Wood and The Woodies, Bing Crosby, Bob Segarini, Cavalcade of Lights, Chris Bennett, Christmas, Christmas spirit, DBAWIS, Dino Naccarato, Distillery Historic District, Dollarama, Donna O'Connor, Elf on the Shelf, Eye Eye, Fred Astaire, George Whitty, Gordon Lightfoot, Gordon Sheard, Graffiti's, Holiday Fair, Joel Rosenblatt, John Findlay, Keither Carlock, Manitoba Band Association, Marjorie Reynolds, Mark Shannon, Mary Wood, Nathan Phillips Square, Ric Fierabracci, Robi Botos, Ron Sexsmith, Roxanne Tellier, Sean O'Connor, the heymacs, Toronto Christmas Market, Tuba Fest, Walk Off the Earth, Will Lee, Winnipeg on December 10, 2017 by segariniCalendar time between my birthday on December 4th, and Christmas Day, on December 25th, is just three weeks .. 21 days .. The calendar doesn’t lie – it’s 21 days, but somehow, it always flies by like it’s a lost long weekend, and into that time, we have to pack in all the xmas frippery and chaos we can handle.
Those three weeks fly by. The holidays just aren’t the same since my mum and gram died in 1992. Gram, who had hoped, but didn’t quite get the chance to celebrate her hundredth birthday, always had the gravitas and the gravy, roast beef, and Yorkshire pudding to guarantee that our scattered family would be gathering around her for the holidays.