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| dimes, dimes, dimes |
Even our extended family was a church
going family, not all to the same church, but they were Christian people.
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| Aunt Gladys in retirement |
One
of my aunts, Aunt Gladys was a single woman when she went to New Guinea as a
missionary. This was a big deal. To kids like me, it was exciting because many
family members travelled to Toronto International Airport as it was called, to
bid her farewell.
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| turnstiles |
Upon arrival at the airport, the drivers parked the cars and as a group we
made our way to the terminal. Turnstiles required each person passing through
to put a dime in a slot and to carry on. I noticed that a dime was stuck in one
of the turnstiles. I also noticed a paper clip on the ground. What can I say.
It was perfectly clear to me that they were made for each other. With a bend of a paper clip and a quick flick of the wire the dime came out. Soon a gentleman
came by and put in another dime and curiously the turnstile arm allowed him
through but the dime remained visible. I flicked it free. Then I hid. One after
another, people paid and I collected. (All part of being a kid finding his way in life, practicing choices and learning right from wrong, learning good and learning guilt, and finally learning forgiveness.)
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