Dear Diary

Dear Diary – Page 94

In 1972 we moved to our new home, a 3-bedroom house on a new housing estate (new sub-division). It was so nice to be the first tenants in a new home! Continue reading →

“The Volunteer” – Epilogue.

I worked as a volunteer in the Crisis Intervention Unit at Toronto East General Hospital for about 2-1/2 years and experienced many situations however, one particular phone call was (fortunately) a very uncommon occurrence. Continue reading →

Dear Diary – Page 93

Meeting Philip* was a huge turning point for me. He was clearly concerned about my welfare, and we met on a weekly basis to discuss anything and everything that was giving me problems. Continue reading →

Dear Diary – Page 92

I knew that this Post was going to be very difficult to write because it would be necessary to withhold significant information, and yet project circumstances that resulted in my demise. Here goes… Continue reading →

Dear Diary – Page 91

One Saturday morning, my partner went into town to do some grocery shopping. I was home with the kids and was busy doing something (can’t remember what) in the house. In the early afternoon, I went outside into our back garden and sat on our wooden fence having a break. It was a lovely sunny day. Continue reading →

Dear Diary – Page 90

1972 saw us in Essex having a 2-week holiday courtesy of my parents. If it was not for them, we would not have had a holiday as we simply could not have afforded one! Continue reading →

Dear Diary – Page 89

Our financial situation was once again under scrutiny as we focused on food, rent, and the inevitable baby supplies. It was not long after Melanie was born that relationship issues developed. Continue reading →

Dear Diary – Page 88

While working at Peter Brotherhoods was a huge improvement on my employment history, the early 1970’s were providing even more challenges. Continue reading →

Dear Diary – Page 87

We all met at the designated cafe at 7:00am and were provided with a coffee and an overview of everything we had learned. It was one big “Rah! Rah!” session to get us motivated and confident. Continue reading →