Saturday, February 13, 2021
February 13
Sometimes in life, kind gestures echo never forgotten through one's life. In the late 1970s, my wife Sandy and I briefly moved to Toronto, where my second cousin Mary Armstrong lived. I had heard of Mary and Phillip through my father John McDowall, but had never met her. Her mother, Elda, I had met as a boy on a trip to Toronto in 1959. How pleasant and unexpected it was therefore to receive an invitation from Mary to come to dinner at their home. A most hospitable evening entailed, one on which we met the young Duncan and Daphne. It was a lovely thing to do, something that made us feel more at home in what seemed a big and unfriendly city. Thus, my acquaintance with Mary was very fleeting, but its essence has been lasting. God bless her memory.
Dr. Duncan McDowall
Kingston
