John Keith Reynolds

A few days ago, we found out how Hilary's grandfather: John Keith Reynolds passed away at Sunnybrook hospital. I'd seen him a few weeks ago for the first time ever, and while he was in his mid eighties, with alzheimers, there was a certain resiliency to him that could not be denied.

As such, everyone has flown back to TO. Hil's parents made the epic trip from Cairo, her uncle John came in from Vancouver, and Hil's sister Carolyn, and her boyfriend Steve drove in from Montreal.

We went to the church today, and despite Keith Reynold's long life, there was an impressive showing from his remaining friends: many of them octogenarians. Some of them were still in fine shape; maybe it had to do with the fact that they survived the second world war, and are a hardier breed.

Many of us today haven't had any sort of challenges like WWII (I suppose there's the threat of terrorism, but even that is a grand stretch - think of it more of as Pro-American-Paronia in order to futher the United States' crooked interests for world domination) and we have gotten complacent as a society for the whole.

I wonder how many of the people I know who will live to see their eighties.

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