Before the hour strikes, I suppose it's only fitting to mention that today is my Mom's birthday. She's a healthy 81 today and life is good... not always great, but good.
It was almost on the train that she was born too - in 1925. It was going to be a toss-up whether or not she was going to be born in Lacombe or Calgary... or somewhere in between.
Wow... 1925. Life was a whole lot different then.