Lydia’s back, the saga continues!
The harvest season in northern Ontario brings another crop of warm memories from my long-ago kindergarten teacher, Lydia Scott. Times have not always been kind since Lydia last updated her life story, but she and Jack have been able to persevere in the affection and kindness of family and friends.
This is Part 17. Click here to go to the beginning of the saga.
A few years have gone by since I last sat down to put my memories to the printed page, and it’s time to update my story.
This is October 2009, and I am 69 years old, so please forgive me if I don’t lay out things in the proper order or don’t quite have all details, but I do want to let you all know what has happened since I last wrote.
First of all, I want to give my most exciting news. On November 26, 2008, Jack and I became grandparents to a sweet baby girl, Shannon Rachel Scott!

More about this a bit later. Now back to the updates.
The first few years after my last entry here weren’t very eventful.
Jack and I have been doing fairly well health-wise, with occasional aches and pains associated with our age, but nothing very serious. I put up quite a bit of my garden produce, both preserving it or freezing it, but since we don’t eat as much as we used to (although you wouldn’t know that by the weight we both have put on), I give a lot of it away to friends and relatives.
Stephen, meanwhile, was let go from his job of many years when the company downsized during the recession, but has since found another, doing mechanical repairs on service vehicles. It isn’t what he wanted, but it’s work and he’s happy.
Amanda has been coming up for visits with her friend, when they can, but with working and university, there’s little time for Great-Aunt Lydia. We did go to see her at her university when I needed an angiogram, so we spent a bit of time with her.
Ashley and I had a falling-out for a few years after her last visit here, and I didn’t hear from her until last year, when we patched things up and became even closer. There’s more!

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