Mom, Jack and Verity

Mom doesn’t get out much anymore. Travel is a problem when you are ninety, even in a country that takes care of its elderly the way Britain does. So Mom had never seen the latest edition to her growing family, Jack Chappell, the first-born son of my nephew Colin and Verity Chappell, until yesterday.

Verity was kind enough to bring both Jack and my sister Rosey into Lincoln and we arranged to meet at an inn on the outskirts of town, not far from the cathedral area where Mom and Dad used to live. It was a happy occasion for all, but especially for Mom, who was charmed by Jack’s sunny disposition. Afterwards I took Mom out for her favourite meal: pancakes with Canadian maple syrup and ice cream!