Neighbours

Our neighbour H called me asking if I could help out with his 80-year-old mother on her sewing machine. Interesting how he associates a Chinese lady with sewing. And I happen to be a rare owner of a sewing machine in the Toronto's Chinese community and else where. So I took Sienna over with me after dinner. We had a little tour around their house. I was so curious to see how they have done with their house - the extension, the upgrades -- all inside the stone-exterior walls I must face every day. When I was growing up, neighbours were very important people in our life. Now, they are virtually non-existent. The 70 feet frontage and wider than usual street certainly don't help bringing us closer.

I asked about H's next door neighbour, who was being rolled out on a stretch when I saw him for the first time last October. That was my last time to see him as well. H told me he passed away from cancer a couple of months ago. That is it...