That Stuff

That Stuff

“Now you two don’t need to worry, as your father and I have taken care of all of that stuff”, my mother said matter-of-factly to my brother and I. For the first time in many years, my parents, in their late seventies, my only brother and I were alone together in the...

The Ecological Footprint of Death

by Penny Allport “I don’t really care, I’m not going to be here,” she said matter of factly. The question we had asked in our Living Well – Dying Well program was – what, if any, plans for the care of your body after death, do you have? As the...

Walk Around the Block

A Walk Around the Block by Penny Allport This summer I had the blessing of returning to the place of my birth in Ontario to celebrate my parent’s 60th wedding anniversary. 170 family and friends filled a community hall my parent’s had actually fundraised to build in...

Attitude of Gratitude

In loving memory of Devine Eldenby Penny AllportWelcome to the hitch’n post, the bitch’n post and the psychiatric unit all in one, I heard a voice call across the busy store I had entered.It was November 1, 1988, when I ducked in off a street in Steveston, sheltering...