Eh? Oh, yes, I/we had a great time, thank you Deb! We played 12 rounds of (96 games) euchre and for me the cards were brutal....I won the consolation prize for the ladies :(. We all sang a great anthem though!!! Lol

Best wishes to all of you fellow Canadians on this our hundred and fifty second birthday. As I was sitting here doing some brain activity while feeding my body with lunch ... ... it occurred to me that my grandmother (Dad's side) was born in '62 - so she was five when our nation was born! I think grandpa a couple of years older ... and Mom, being a couple of years younger than Dad, her parents of similar vintage: likely all four under 10 in 1867. Thanks to you neighbours for your good wishes on our birthday. olr joyfuelled

While it was an accident of birth that made us Canadian rather than a citizen/resident of some other country ... we are thankful for our good fortune. We are thankful for our freedom to build our lives as we feel appropriate, without the need to watch our mouth, our step and our choice of friends lest we make some dictator and his cohorts unhappy. Many of us have a measure of respect and affection for our fellow citizens and the communities we share and feel it important to nurture them and leave them better for our children. Also to work with the people of other nations to work toward a world community where we can build increasing respect and trust. Maybe the corona virus showing us that we are all in the same boat may help us to be more willing to work together. Let us, as we celebrate alone, be thankful for our good fortune and rededicate ourselves to building a country of which we can be thankfully proud, folks. Some of us feel that, in today's world, democracy is at risk and feel that we should work toward strengthening it ... and our freedom, as well. Good wishes for having a great year ahead, fellow Canadians. And similar good wishes for you, our valued neighbours to our south, as you celebrate your country and its people in a few days. ole joyfuelled

Some folks are born, made to wave the flag, Oooh they're red, white, and blue And when the band plays Hail to the Chief Oooh they point the canon at you. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one. And on a less cynical note: