residence, UofT, 1968...14/02
i had two things to do that evening: make a valentine call, and check my mail---i made the call first: the "Dear John" was in my box . . .
the poem is a tanka
cold wind blowing through
the stubble field drifting snow
brings memories of
the last time that we spoke snow
drifting from the telephone
After a long awaited weekend visitation caused by false allegations of sexual abuse, Glen got to see his children for the first time in over two months. He promised them that they would never be apart again and then they disappeared.
At the young of age of seven, Jill's mother Eve takes her for regular sessions to a child psychologist for treatment of her anxiety, which only makes her behavior worse. When she reaches her teens, she starts drinking and then smoking marijuana with
Jenni
the stubble field drifting snow
brings memories of
the last time that we spoke snow
drifting from the telephone
ouch!
Happy Valentine To You
"cutie you on Bio"
Love
Tinka
Chrissie
Jill
Sally Odgers.