A dear friend of mine wrote me a note today to give me a random virtual hug and to share one of her favourite memories of me. Why Jack Layton Mattered to Me. And he really was likeable. You wanted to shake his hand.

They are kissing, on a park bench,. On the edge of an old bed, in a doorway. Or on the floor of a church. As the streets fill with balloons. Or soldiers, locusts or confetti, water. The centuries under sun or stars, a dead tree,. An umbrella, amid derelicts. As Christ carries his cross, as Gandhi. Sings his speeches, as a bullet. Long, deep, spacious kisses, exploring.

Crafty stuff since two thousand five. Posted by jessicraft in Admin Messages. The most important thing in the Olympic Games is not to win but to take part, just as the most important thing in life is not the triumph but the struggle. The essential thing is not to have conquered but to have fought well. I watched the Olympic flame in my community, met former Olympian Barbara Ann Scott, and partied with a friend of mine, who was one of the torchbearers! .