Here’s some comments my recent blog posts have garnered on various social media.
Erwin one of my most faithful readers commented that my grandson’s portrait of me is an excellent likeness.
Lynn thought my brother had died when she read the title of my post about going hiking with him. She was relieved to discover that wasn’t the case.
After Rob read Rubbing Mr. Eaton’s Foot he told me he had recently walked by the statue at the MTS Centre and rubbed Mr. Eaton’s foot. Esther said during her childhood her family met at the clock at Eatons when they were shopping because there were always too many people at Mr. Eaton’s statue.
Bonny read the post about my mother’s sayings and recalled what a kind, gentle and patient woman my mother had been.
Heather cried after reading my post about the little boy from Iraq. She says he represents the best of the human experience.
Lorraine said the photo of my grandmother doing laundry on the back porch brought back memories of her mother doing the same thing.
Mitch always tells his granddaughter that most people in the world are good, they just make bad choices. After reading my post about acid attacks in India he thinks he may have to revise his statement.
Fran told me that Anish Kapoor the artist whose work I saw in Phoenix had created one of the warming huts on Winnipeg’s Assiniboine River skating trail.
After reading my post about Agatha Christie writing Murder on the Orient Express in Aleppo my brother-in-law John recalled his own visit to Aleppo. “I stopped in Aleppo on my train ride from Ankara to Damascus. The men I met on the train took me to a spa for a little bean soup and a hot bath. I remember taking advantage of the occasion and washed some clothes in the marble vats.”
Arlene said she is often the recipient of grammar corrections from her husband just like the ones I wrote about in a post.
After reading about my icy walk to work Elsie commented she had fallen on the ice that same day but thankfully only her pride had been hurt.
Patty appreciates my blog even more because I was vulnerable enough to share a poem that helped me during a sad experience in my life.
As a trained architectural technologist Ruth was very interested in the post about the blueprints for my grandparents’ house in Drake Saskatchewan. She scrolled through the post many times looking for details in the drawings.
Nicole one of my art gallery colleagues informed me the reason a Lawren Harris painting I wrote about was missing from the Winnipeg Art Gallery is because it is on loan to the McMichael Gallery in Kleinberg, Ontario.
“Amen” MaryAnn commented after reading my post about Member of Parliament Ted Falk.
Some of my posts about the American election prompted one American reader to write “I’ve been very troubled by the justifications I’ve heard from people for a Trump vote. To me, it was simply unconscionable to promote a person of such low moral, personal, and professional character for what is arguably the most powerful and influential role in the world. How could I look my child in the eye and say “Yes, I helped elect him, but don’t ever talk or treat people the way he does”?
Alison thinks artist Wanda Koop would love to know that a young viewer called her paintings on display at the Winnipeg Art Gallery portscapes.
My cousin Al added some additional information to my post about the conscientious objector wall in Winkler, Manitoba. “The Conscientious Objectors Memorial Wall has one brick for each of the COs. There are intentionally no names on the bricks. However, the bricklayer’s father was a conscientious objector so when he laid the wall, he inscribed his father’s name on one brick and laid it with the name to the inside, invisible to all visitors but meaningful to him.”
Suzanne was so inspired by the Artists In Action post she said she’d like to organize something similar.
One reader wondered if the most meaningful days might be ones when you are at rest, at peace with yourself and you meditate to clear your mind. This was suggested as a contrast to the busy list I included in my post about meaningful days. I think they could be right!
There have been so many more comments and I am grateful for each and everyone. Responses from my readers are a big reason I keep on writing. Thanks so much to all of you.