Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Many years ago, Ian offered me a part-time job preparing income tax returns. He had an accounting office in the business section. The front (windowed) room of the office was often occupied by a group of quilters. They chatted and stitched. Ian would come and go,always with a coffee in hand. The ladies would brighten each time they saw Ian and they loved to tease him about the number of coffees he enjoyed. Ian would exhange comical dialogue with them, always in a soft-spoken and kind way. He took the time to add a little cheer to their days and I think those simple courtesies said a lot about Ian's character. Ian smiled, spoke to them in a gentle way and listened to their anecdotes . Often we forget how much it means to an older person, just to have someone listen to their life experiences. Ian obviously recognized that value and that is what I remember about him.
