Serious
updating is required.
Things have
been....hmm... crazy? Beyond crazy? I’m not really too sure what to label it at
this point. Not long after my last blog update my Grandpa died and I sort of
lost an entire month of my life in the aftermath. As my family has been finding
out, the hardest part about losing a loved one isn’t the grief or their lack of
presence but all the paperwork and bureaucracy that follows. Also complicating
matters in my Grandma’s own declining health, so the family has also been
making an effort to keep an eye on her as well (which means every so often I
take a bus pretty much all the way to the other side of Mississauga to
visit her on a weekday). I’ve also had a couple of job interviews but nothing
has panned out to employment so far.
To put it
simply, I’ve been pretty busy for someone who is unemployed!
But it hasn’t
been all work and gloom, and some of the more enjoyable moments I have been
snapping photos and taking notes with the intention of blogging about it
whenever I finally have some free time. This, apparently, has taken until mid
June. I wasn’t trying for a hockey theme but it appears that I have one.
My friend
Barry from Halifax was in town awhile ago, so I got to play tourist for a day.
We wandered around downtown Toronto for a bit and ended up at the Hockey Hall
of Fame. I of course took photos of the old jerseys, because they are hand knit
sweaters and I’m kind of a crazy knitting lady (something I’m sure no one has
noticed):
The museum
consists of a number of areas. We found ourselves very entertained in the
section devoted to international hockey. Who knew that Mongolia and Angola are sanctioned
by the IIHF? And some of the jerseys were amusing...
The most
spectacular area of the museum is the Great Hall, which is where all of the
current NHL trophies live including the Stanley Cup (which you can pay to have your picture taken with). The building was originally a Bank of Montreal
branch and much of the decor from the bank has been left, including the vault.
This building is stunning both inside....
and out...
It is also
the section of the Hall of Fame that is haunted by a ghost named ‘Dorothy’.
Back in 1953, when the building was still a bank, a 19 year old bank clerk named
Dorothea Mae Elliot committed suicide at work after her love affair with a
married co-worker soured. The Toronto Star has a good article on her life:
While it’s
a beautiful place to haunt, let’s hope Dorothy is a hockey fan. And if you ever
find yourself at the intersection of Front and Yonge St. feel free to say hello
to her.
