Remember when…? – A kiss
April 28, 2014
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Maybe I should have told this story around Valentine’s Day, but I had… forgotten! In 1984, I happened to meet Bob, at a goodbye dinner for the summer students at
Remember when…? – Diapers
April 21, 2014
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Babies in diapers when you travel means a lot of stuff to bring, and potential surprises along the way. When the kids were young (age 3, 2, and 10 months),
Remember when…? – In bed
April 14, 2014
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The bed is a place we go every day, at least once a day (sometimes more). We spend hours and hours there, in fact, we spend between a quarter and
Remember when…? – Surgery
April 7, 2014
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When i was a child, i was pretty healthy in general. I caught the measles when i was in grade 1, then chicken pox when i was a teen (yeah,
Remember when…? – That name
March 31, 2014
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Everyone has a name, whether we like it or not. And most of us share that name with other people, some famous, some unknown. Names appear in waves, becoming popular
Remember when…? – Listening in school
March 24, 2014
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School is a big part of most people as we probably spent a few years there. For some, school was fun, for others, not so much. But either way, there
Remember when…? – In the field
March 17, 2014
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Nowadays, kids tend to stay indoor and play with their techno games and toys, but 50 years ago, those didn’t exist and kids were actually playing outside. I guess it
Remember when…? – Bad neighbours
March 10, 2014
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I spent the first 10 years that i remember, in the same apartment, on the same street, in Montreal. I had friends all around: in the house on the left,
Remember when…? – Sugar or not sugar
March 3, 2014
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Sometimes, we have fairly vivid memories of events when we were very young and this is one of them. As a preschooler (i told you i was very young) one
Remember when…? – Curly hair
February 24, 2014
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I was born with thin straight hair, but i always envied those with nice curls. When going at the hairdresser with my mom (you read last week’s story, didn’t you?),
