Spring Has Sprung

The spring is sprung, the grass is riz.

I wonder where the boidie is.

They say the boidie’s on the wing.

But that’s absoid. The wing is on the bird.

I remember this “Spring is Sprung Rhyme” by Anonymous, from my youth. It was always a signal that, hopefully, winter was pretty much done and we could get on with the primary season of the year – construction. Well not really, however that’s the way it seems. At least spring, summer and fall can be described as three sections of construction season.

This year, Edmonton had a pretty tough and nasty time from January to late March. Fortunately I didn’t get to experience it as I spent that time in our second home, Malaysia. A good friend commented on Facebook that I had missed the snow. I replied to her, “no, I didn’t miss it, I just wasn’t here for it”.

I really considered doing some blogging from Malaysia, but I was working almost exclusively on my phone, and my thumbs are not very accurate for more than fairly short messages, allowing autocorrect to drive me slightly bonkers. So here we are, attempting to make up for it.

Now to go back and provide a little background.

As the end of 2018 approached I was not really planning to go to Malaysia in 2019. I had not gone in 2018, due to some extent because of my high activity levels with my Kiwanis Club (I am the President), feeling that I needed to work hard in that area. Kim had gone to see her family in the spring for about a month however.

Then, as life would have it, there came a death and a serious illness in my circle of acquaintances. Adding to that were, in retrospect, wise words from Kim and a couple of good friends, telling me that I needed to go, see family and friends, and enjoy the weather because, as they pointed out, we never know what the future holds.

As a result, following an interesting thought process, at the end of December, a decision was made, and flights were booked. I would be going to Malaysia for two months.

Departure day came, January 22, WestJet to Vancouver, Cathay Pacific to Hong Kong and Cathay Dragon to Kuala Lumpur. There had been some concern as my arthritic hip can be an issue, however my travel arranger Stephanie had done a fine job and I was treated very well the entire trip. Every trip I’ve made, my experience with Cathay Pacific/Dragon has been outstanding. Upon arriving in Kuala Lumpur, it turned out that one of my checked bags had grown an attachment to Hong Kong and decided to stay a while longer. The KLIA folks did an awesome job tracking it down and it was delivered to me in Melaka the next day.

Having arrived in Malaysia, methinks I will wrap up this post and over the next while perhaps generate a couple more about some of my experiences. There is also an event I am currently involved in, which is very exciting, however I cannot share with you as yet, keeping you in suspenders for a while.

Until next time, thank you for reading and I appreciate any comments you may have.

Welcome To 2019

My goodness, it seems that I started this blog in 2009. Actually, I started several blogs over the subsequent years, however have since combined all my blog posts to this location.

No, I am not making a “New Year’s Resolution” to do regular blog posts, however I will attempt to post a wee tad more frequently than my archive history shows.

It is also my hope to produce the odd stand-alone story to add to this website. As is often the case with those of a more advanced age (i.e. an old person), I have stories I have told over the years (some have even been well received), and think it’s about time I actually put fingers to keyboard and shared the odd one or two.

It remains to be seen how all this will work out. As is often said, “time will tell”.

In the meantime, for all my readers, devoted or occasional, have a happy, healthy and productive 2019.

Do We Ever Really Grow Up?

I have always considered that one of the most unfair questions to ask a young person is “What do you want to be when you grow up?”.

There are a couple of reasons I believe that question to be unfair.

First, generally when young we may have an idea what we’d like to be, however it is really a moving target as we gain knowledge and life experience.

Second, at almost sixty-eight, I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up.

For instance, recently I, in a manner of speaking, regressed in age. How did I do that, you might ask. Well, after more than forty years since the last one, I went out and bought a motorcycle. Not just a small bike, but 1500cc of powerful, heavy, cruiser.

2017-05-09 17.03.39I can assure you, there was definitely a period of adjustment, because of the time away from hitting the road on two wheels, and also due to the fact that this bike is twice the size of any previous machine.

And then there was the matter of a proper licence. In Alberta, to legally ride a motorcycle, one has to have a Class Six licence. Although I had an Alberta motorcycle licence previously, due to the passage of time, and the changes in provincial systems, it was decreed that I must take the written and practical tests anew as my old records could not be located. Ah, but a minor blip in the process, fairly quickly dealt with.

Now I’m riding on a regular basis, meeting lots of new people, those who share the joy, love, passion (call it what you will), of being on a motorcycle. And I am finding that this group of people is way bigger than it was when I was riding those many years ago. As a matter of fact, there are approximately 130,000 registered motorcycles (including mopeds) in Alberta, an average of 30 bikes per 1000 people. This is a higher ratio than anywhere else in Canada.

Now I’m retired (kinda sorta), I work in a jail, I’m out on my motorcycle, I hang out with a bunch of bikers, I’m more heavily involved in Kiwanis than ever, I’m on our condo board, and I spend several months in Malaysia each year.

Sooo… what do I want to be when I grow up? Beats me, I figure I’ll never get there!

Losing Everything

Have you ever thought “what if I lose everything”?

In the past I thought of it briefly perhaps and then moved on to something else. Lately though I have considered it much more.

In the past couple of years, two people I work with lost much of their possessions in house fires, and more recently a good friend lost absolutely everything to “The Beast”, the fire in, around, and through, Fort McMurray.

We hear often stated something like “we are all fine, everything else can be replaced”, and that is true… well mostly. The blessing that “we are all fine”, or some version of, is the most wonderful thing of course, and is what we always hope for. It is the “everything else can be replaced” which becomes, at times and in many ways, the sticky wicket.

The “everything else” is of quite a diverse variety. I approach it as three basic categories.

There is the “physical” stuff: clothing, furniture, kitchenware, tools, electronics, recreational equipment, personal effects and so on. Of course the recommendation is that we have all of these things documented so as to assist with replacement negotiations with the insurance folks. Here I must say that the need for having insurance goes without saying in my opinion.

Next comes the “emotional” stuff. This consists of items which may, or may not, have a tangible value, however they do have high emotional value, usually classified as “memories”. In this area I feel that each of us must deal with these “memories” in our own fashion, as there is no easy, or defined, approach to take in this situation.

ft-mcmurray-friendFinally comes the “digital”the-fire stuff. This is what we have on our computers, tablets, smartphones and so on. The occasion which brings this sharply to mind for me was the experiences my Fort McMurray friend. After the fire, all that was left of their house was an essentially an empty basement. Even most of the metal pipes and such were melted and gone. I thank my friend for allowing me to use these photos of their house after the fire to demonstrate my thinking.
It was the third aspect, the “digital” stuff that really got me going. You see, I have everything on my computer, and I mean everything. Finances, work related information, contact lists, organization minutes, and on and on. My life activities are pretty much all there. Then I have “physical” stuff, details of things around the house, when purchased, value, even some photos. Valuable for dealing with insurance folks. And, I also have “emotional” stuff, scans of family documents, several hundred thousand photos going back many years, videos and much more.

So… what happens to all of this “digital” stuff? Pretty much since computers appeared on the scene the term “backup” appeared. It is basically a mantra repeated for years. Backup on floppy disks, backup on hard drives, backup on memory sticks, and now, backup in the cloud. Well, in a situation such as a devastating fire the recommendation has always been, have your backup offsite, put those floppy disks, hard drives or memory sticks in a safety deposit box, a friend’s house, somewhere offsite. I once knew a computer professional who kept backups in his car trunk, so they were always with him.

Now, we have the “cloud”. It is a backup, it is offsite. Should your computer equipment be destroyed, you can still access whatever you have placed in the cloud. Some refuse to consider this choice, feeling that it is insecure and that their identity will be stolen, while others totally embrace the concept. Most of us are somewhere in between.

In my case, I make extensive use of the “cloud”, however I don’t put all my eggs in one basket, but rather utilize five of the main cloud storage packages. I also maintain onsite backups for everything, just in case. My reasoning for utilizing the “cloud” was reinforced upon learning what my Fort McMurray friend had to go through to recover their paperwork lives, financial and other. Personally, I scan all our documents, which will make their replacement less stressful. There is also the side effect that all is laid out in an organized fashion when, at some point, it will be needed by our estate executor.

So, what should you do? That, my friends, is entirely up to you. My advice is to think about losing everything, consider how you would be affected, what do you have in place now, or what could you put in place to help mitigate the situation should it occur.

I am doing what I believe will work best for us. All I suggest is that you do the same.