When we lived in Manitoba, just a short walk from the church, Faye would sometimes invite everybody who was available to come for Sunday dinner.
Since moving to Alberta she had to work a little harder but she did.
She would call people until she found somebody who was available. And she didn't see any of it as work.
It was a pleasure to her and it was an outpouring of her gifts. One being that she was a genuinely friendly extrovert. She wasn't afraid of the telephone and a few no thank yous along the way did not deter him.
Fond memories. And I press on.
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