Personal Tags: My mother and me in 1958 in Toronto, Canada.
Vera was my mother. She died of Lupus when she was only 42. Before she died she made our Dad promise to keep my three sisters and me together. My eldest sister was 14, the next two were 13 and 10 and I was 7. We never got over it, nor did our Dad. He died only twelve years later. When I watched No Woman No Cry , the film, I was struck hard. It is true what the Obstetrician whose catchment was a 250,000 women, when he said,