Author Archives: JC

what he was to her,

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Still, his essence at that time,

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Now so long ago.

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wine, whispers: all real or not?

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Welcome Winter Delights a Sell-out Crowd on November 26

A full house turned out for the fourth annual reading of “A Child’s Christmas in Wales” by Dylan Thomas at  Glebe-St. James United Church on Saturday, November 26! Many members of the audience spoke to JC after the performance with wonderful comments and pleas that the tradition of presenting this unique story to herald the […]
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Midnight flamenco, tangos,

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she feared, yet followed.

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when it was her turn at last,

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When he came for her,

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Capital Parent Newspaper Features JC’s Article in October/November Issue

Just noted:  Please go to http://server14a.pressmart.net/capitalparent/index.aspx to find JC’s article, “Children have a place in the Alzheimer’s picture.”
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let him lead them anywhere.

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student guides at the world’s fair

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He charmed them: boys, girls —

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the summer she turned twenty.

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Now she remembers

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steps, fluid as a dancer’s.

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tall, slim; hands loose at his sides;

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how he crossed her street:

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how he walked down her front steps,

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Now she can still see

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felt the heat of his pursuit.

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found his features beautiful,

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a serious girl

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JC Appeared at Two Schools for the Ottawa International Writers Festival, Fall 2011 Edition

JC presented “What My Grandma Means to Say” over 100 students from grades 3 and 4 at Bayview Public School in Ottawa on November 9,2011. After reading from the book and explaining how she adapted the play into story form, JC welcomed questions that covered aspects of Alzheimer’s disease as well as the process of […]
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when almost a woman,

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Forty years ago,

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coming but strives forward still.

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blind curves: she cannot know what’s

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twisting up, around

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a steep sinue of a road,

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