How to Build a Strong Immune System during Coronavirus

How are you coping these days? Finding it challenging to self isolate? Concerned about the precautions you need to take in order to keep yourself and your loved ones well and safe? Of course you are! We all are!

But if you are a Baby Boomer like me, you probably still think that, as long as you practise good hygiene and social distancing, you are still fairly immune to the disease. After all, we are not that old! It’s the folks in their 80’s and 90’s we need to worry about most — not ourselves.

This is what I have thought until now. But the reality is that our immune system is not as strong as it was when we were young. So it’s important that we take extra care of ourselves, if for no other reason than there are other people — elderly parents and young grandchildren and partners — who depend on us.

To that end, I include here a wonderful article that offers some good tips on how to build a stronger immune system and stay healthy: A Good Defense Is a Boomer’s Best Offense, by Joy Stephenson-Laws, as found on Sixty and Me.

Oh and by the way, “worry” and non-stop exposure to media talk about the coronavirus do not help to build a good immune system. There are more pro-active and helpful ways to stay healthy, as this author points out. As always, speak to your doctor or medical professional for advice regarding your health and well-being.

Happy reading and stay well and safe!


An Old Favourite Updated for Our Times by Neil Diamond

How are you faring in this surreal world of coronavirus? I pray you and yours are keeping well and safe! Richard and I are still self-isolating after a trip to NYC two weeks ago.

I was feeling a bit down about all this, as well as about our need to postpone our special event with Rabbi Address on April 4th, but then my daughter Alexandra sent me this wonderful link to a newer version to an old Neil Diamond favourite! It’s one that many of us Boomers enjoyed in pre-Covid19 days. Enjoy!

Will be back with you soon, I hope, with a new date for our Long and Winding Road event!

Happy St. Patrick’s Day! Memories of My Mother on her 105th Birthday….

Today my mother would have turned 105. How is that possible when I am only 30?!!

There is not a day that goes by that I don’t think of my mother. Of course, every morning when I wake up and peer sleepily into the bathroom mirror I see Mom staring back at me! It would be nice to think that I have some of her other traits too. Mom had a great sense of humour. She was smart, well read, incredibly funny and always generous and giving of her time to help her family and others. At the same time, she could make a dollar stretch a long way. In her hands a piece of aluminum foil found multiple uses before it came to its final resting place in the rubbish bin. She was the original recycler. Most of all, she was very loving and lots of fun. She was also my best fan and favourite cheerleader and I miss her!

She was also very proud of her Irish heritage. Her mother emigrated to Canada from Dublin, Ireland, in the early years of the last century, marrying a fourth generation Canadian who was born and raised in the French River area. Mom was born in Copper Cliff (near Sudbury, Ontario), and had the copper coloured hair and Irish temperament that went with it. Born on St. Patrick’s Day, her mother had her christened Kathleen (after her best friend from Ireland) Patricia, but she was to have been called Patricia. She was never actually called either name, but that is a long story!

My mother was strong and feisty and very protective of my father, my brother William and me. She loved us with a fierce love, just as she loved her parents and her three sisters, Olive, Audrey and Grace. She adored her grandchildren Alexandra, Lachlan and John — and I know she would also have been crazy about her youngest grandson Malcolm, who was born thirteen months after she died and who carried her maiden name Crombie.

I wonder what Mom would think of our world today. She passed away in 1996, five years before 9/11. (So did my Dad, who died just five months before September 11th.)  Although she lived through the flu epidemic of 1918, she would have been too young to remember that devastating time personally, so I imagine that the current corona-virus pandemic would have been terrifying to her. On the other hand, she had a quiet but deep faith, and no doubt would have been able to share many stories from the Great Depression and the War years  that would have inspired us and given us encouragement for our own unsettling times. She was a great Encourager. She was my Harbinger of Hope.

Mom used to keep a copy of the following scripture verse taped inside the kitchen cupboard that housed her morning coffee cup:  “Jesus said,  ‘If you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mulberry tree, ‘Be uprooted and planted in the sea,’ and it will obey you.'” (Luke 17:6) Today I still look to her for courage and hope when I face difficult days.

Happy Birthday, Mom!