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cordibaz

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I remember watching it on tv, it was a dirty war with no glory on either side.
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You are the oldest of eight?  Big families were not that uncommon, I guess, until the 1970's.  Families did get smaller and most have stayed that way.  
Cordibaz - did you find that you had to be a pseudo-parent to you siblings?  
How do you all get along now?
Are you all still in England?

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I have 1 older brother and 2 younger brothers plus 4 younger sisters, we were all married with children when our mother passed away, my father passed away 2 years before our mother, i still live in Manchester, England, i will be 80 in March 2019, i had open heart surgery in 1994, emergency bowel cancer surgery in 2015 and Femoral reconstruction in 2017, i am also battling type 2 diabetes having to inject twice a day. During the 2nd world war i spent many long nights in our Anderson shelter while Hitlers Luftwaffe dropped bombs on Manchester,
So i consider myself a very lucky man to still be alive, i think i'm living on borrowed time.
Most of the poetry i write is based on things that have had an effect on my life.
Baz.
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It is a pleasure to have you here with us, Baz.

Most of the people I see when I visit my Dad are in their 90s. Some are over 100. So you see, you are a Spring Chicken compared to them.

I have such an affinity for the older generation after being so involved with my dad and all the folks at Sunnybrook. Sunnybrook is a veterans care home, (affiliated with the hospital) and the best in the country. It's in Toronto, and I live an hour from there. I am so glad my dad is there. He is 94.

Last week a gentleman in a wheelchair started singing to me. He used to sing for the Boston Pops, was 94, (same as Dad but clear as a bell alert) and boy, was he good. He could still belt it out. He was also great at the piano. We all clapped. He was happy and even had balloons attached to his chair. He touched my heart, and I hugged him.

I would love to hear some of your stories, Baz. Your poetry is beautiful. Have you always been writing? I write too, and I love to paint and draw.

And I think we are all living on borrowed time, sir. I never used to think that way, but I do now. Life is a gift and each day is precious. I know it sounds corny, but that's how I see it. Or try to see it.

Last week a lady my daughter knows went in for an angiogram. They could not get into the right artery but did through the left. But then she was in extreme pain, they punctured something, and she was bleeding internally. She lost 5 pints of blood and had emergency surgery but made it through. She is in intensive care but will be (God willing) okay. She's in her early 70s.




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Hi Michele,
It seems that bad things are happening all over the world but no matter how poorly we are or how bad we feel, there's always some body worse off, when i was having treatment for my bowel cancer i was always upset to see the children suffering from the same illness, but i was also heartened by how well they handled it, they were an inspiration to me and helped me through my ordeal, i have now been in remission for 4 years and have no traces of cancer anywhere in my body.
Baz.
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