The Times We Live In

Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "That Damned Elusive Pimpernel":

5:41, maybe Cllr Buck will feel sorry for you and delete your comment. Such stupidity must be really embarrassing for you
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It's the thing about being anonymous , nobody needs to feel embarrassed about anything they write because nobody knows who they are. The only name known is mine.
Here's what I know. At least two people in Aurora bear the same name.
One is the treasurer of the Culture Centre. The other is not.
The latter was born and  grew up in Aurora. 
I remember her leaning over the side of  her mother's shopping cart in  Larry Rubin's beautiful brand new I.G.A.store  on Yonge Street.
It was the first in- store bakery supermarket and the place was filled with the smell of freshly baked bread just out of the oven. 
Jean Strange was behind the counter in the coffee shop. She made the best tuna salad on brown sandwiches, bar none.The coffee shop was  meeting place for old codgers.
Heidi was a beautiful round child  with  a shock of white blonde hair and rosy cheeks on a porcelain skin  
Her  hair and complexion were likely a gene from her Swiss grandmother whose  hair was like a small white cloud enveloping her head. Grandparents  came to Canada  to help out when Heidi's Dad was  starting up St Andrew's gas station. They pumped gas while Fritz did car repairs and provided  towing  service. night and day and  in the winter.
The grandparents lived in the cabin on  the north side of the station.
So  Heidi grew up to be an earth mother, a vegetarian, a  writer of long letters to the editor , a ceaseless campaigner for universal love and peace and protection for the environment.
All good things. 
A product of her times.  .