A September Surprise

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Many of the people I have known and loved over the years were born or died in September.  But September 13th is an extraordinary day – because the girl I was married to for over 40 years was born on this day.

Happy birthday, Annette!

Yes, we are still friends – but more like brother and sister.

It is also the day that Connie MacLean, a very dear friend of mine, passed away in 2019.

Connie was a long-standing member of the Vancouver ‘Venturers Walking Club, and she was the first person in that club I walked with.  In 2019, we walked around Stanley Park with my buddy Reg Dutton, who knew Connie very well.

The following year, I walked with Connie and her son Ralph, on Mothers Day (2018), in Stanley Park and wrote about it.

Here is the link to the story:  Happy Mothers Day!

If you have not yet read that story – please click on the link.  It includes photos of a secret carving, and Connie shared the location with Ralph and me.

I also wrote about Connie’s passing.

Here is the link to that story:  What’s In A Name?

September is also when my friends Alice, Bonnie, Carole, and Garth, have birthdays.

And sadly, September is also the month, that my dear mom passed in 2010.

But today – September 13th – is the day I see the surgeon who did the operation on my mouth/jaw in May of this year.

I have been on pins and needles, waiting ever since – wondering if the area inside my mouth had healed or at least improved?

And although today is September 13th – I do not believe that 13 is an unlucky number (knock on wood!), but it would be okay to be a bit superstitious.

Last Friday, my buddy Norm (the northern one) had a checkup on his cancer and other issues, and he received a favorable checkup.

Neither of us is afraid of dying – it just keeps you wondering sometimes.

The drive into the city was terrible.  If you have driven on Broadway between Cambie and Oak Street – it is a mess.

I spent 45 minutes trying to find a parking spot anywhere within 10 blocks from the doctor’s office at the hospital.

But soon after Dr. Anderson came into the room, I joked with him a bit.  I really like him and get along with him much better than when we first met two years ago.

He’s one year younger than me (I’m 71), and that is what I like to tease him about.

But after examining me, he handed me my file and told me to take it to his administrative assistant down the hall and tell her that the doctor wanted to see me in a year!

You mean things look good?

Doctor Anderson smiled at me and said:

Yeah, they do.  See ya in a year, if you’re not dead by then.

And within a nanosecond, I replied:

Yeah, well if I die, I hope I owed you lots of money!

We both laughed and patted each other on the back as I left.

I felt relieved and thrilled!

Now, I am hoping that my lung issue will improve.  I have an appointment with a specialist, later this month.  Fingers crossed.

And before I close this short post – I want to send my love and continued friendship to Ralph MacLean, my adopted younger brother.

Oh, and if you visit the spirit carving (Connie Memorial), please say a Hi Connie, for me too!

Dedicated to Ralph MacLean

I hope my stories are a gift to your head and heart.

 Hugs,

 Danny

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Today’s tune from Danny’s library (purchased):

Everybody Hurts – lyrics

When your day is long
And the night, the night is yours alone
When you’re sure you’ve had enough
Of this life, well hang on

Don’t let yourself go
‘Cause everybody cries
Everybody hurts sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong
Now it’s time to sing along

When your day is night alone (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go (hold on)
If you think you’ve had too much
Of this life, well hang on

‘Cause everybody hurts
Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts

Don’t throw your hand, oh no
Don’t throw your hand
If you feel like you’re alone
No, no, no, you are not alone

If you’re on your own in this life
The days and nights are long
When you think you’ve had too much
Of this life to hang on

Well, everybody hurts sometimes
Everybody cries
Everybody hurts, sometimes

Everybody hurts sometimes
So hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts

Songwriters: Mills / Berry / Buck / Stipe
Everybody Hurts lyrics © Night Garden Music

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Daniel (Danny) St. Andrews

An almost famous Film, Television & Stage Actor (as in almost pregnant) living in Vancouver, BC His other passions include cancer patient advocate (he had stage 3 throat cancer), walking with the Vancouver 'Venturers Walking Club, and of course, spoiling his dog, Holly Golightly. If you like the stuff he writes about - please leave a hug (or a comment).
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By Daniel (Danny) St. Andrews

An almost famous Film, Television & Stage Actor (as in almost pregnant) living in Vancouver, BC His other passions include cancer patient advocate (he had stage 3 throat cancer), walking with the Vancouver 'Venturers Walking Club, and of course, spoiling his dog, Holly Golightly. If you like the stuff he writes about - please leave a hug (or a comment).

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