My 2 favourite gentlemen! Visiting Robs and Dad

 I had not visited their graves in a few years and I took the time to do so on my way to the airport. Mom and Moya were in the car with me.

Ramlall drove carefully to both graves. Both Robs and Dad were buried in vaults. I first walked to Robs’s vault and stood for a few minutes holding on to the gates of the vault.  I stood reflecting on him, my big brother, and was not surprised to feel a sense of tremendous loss as I did so. But then I thanked him for all he did for me and then moved on to visit Dad.

I placed my head against dad’s headstone, traced the letters on his headstone with my trembling fingers, and then I gently kissed the headstone before leaving.

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Happy times: Remembering Dad's radiogram

This is probably one of my very most cherished memories, a picture of Dad's radiogram all lit up at night whenever he sat in his chair listening to foreign stations.  And there I was, lying on his bed listening along with him.

The reception was loud and clear. The screen was always lit up and I guess that it showed all kinds of nifty things but I could not see it. Yet, there was something there that always attracted me. Maybe it was the brightly coloured lights that adorned the screen.

Dad loved to listen to the Voice of America and he even went further afield to find European stations and our very own local stations. There were so many knobs at the front of the radiogram that navigated how to control the reception, how to find the various stations, and how to switch from local to

shortwave.

As I write this I can still picture this handsome looking piece of furniture for this is what it was. Stately looking, with a cabinet that housed a tape recorder and a record player. Then there was the radio gram with its knobs and screen. The top of the radio gram was large enough for Mom to place vases of flowers, both real and artificial, on the top of it and the entire radiogram stood on magnificent sturdy legs.

These were my memories, childhood memories that still linger on in my mind. Memories of a magnificent radiogram that played records, recorded us as kids, but most of all a shortwave radio that could reach so many parts of the world.

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Going back in time: Card games

It's funny how sometimes you seem to forget about some of those childhood games that you used to love and cherish while growing up. Or you simply do not have any time now for them.

This is how it is for me; unfortunate but true. When I was growing up, I used to play card games with my brother and cousins.

We used cards marked with Braille so that I could participate fully. I loved playing with my dad as well and he taught me so many games and tricks. So good was his coaching that I was even able to hold my own with my brother and cousins.

Then I grew up and it all went away, or I should say it disappeared on me. I still remember those happy days, however, and I have promised myself to return to my beloved card games some day soon!

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Such a treasured childhood memory: Daddy's dance with Yella

She was his favourite dog and he was her favourite person and every evening when Dad returned home from work, he would treat us to his dance with our fat, chubby yellow Lab, Yella.

It always seemed as if she knew what time Dad would be coming through the gate to our home.  There she would be, excited, wagging her tail back and forth and up and down and barking happily.

Dad would take her two front paws and dance with her! Yella would bark happily while the rest of us looked on. As long as both Dad and Yella were happy, then so was I.

This is a memory that shall forever be imbedded in my memory: Dad and Yella dancing when he returned home from work!  What a dad and what a dog!

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Remembering my dad: 31 years ago

I would consider myself to be one of the luckiest folks because for all of my life and as long as I can remember I have been so very fortunate to be blessed with great and wonderful mentors and this was what my beloved dad was to me.  

31 years ago on an Easter Saturday, April 02 1988, dad took leave of us when he passed on peacefully from a heart attack. Unfortunately for me I was not at his side when he left us but as I would always say, he was one of the finest mentors that I have ever known.

Dad was never afraid to share his knowledge and experiences with me. He filled my mind and being with endless info ranging from religion and politics to economics and history, and from geography and what I call street lessons to any and everything.

Dad was my main mentor and even today as I grow older and hopefully a bit wiser I can call on so many of his teachings and life’s lessons to help me navigate this stressed and busy world.  

I’ll never forget you, Dad, and I know that on that day when we finally meet again the sun will shine down on us in all of its glory. Then we will embrace and I will place my hand in your warm, welcoming one! I will hear your soft voice welcoming me home and I’ll rest my head on your strong firm shoulder and whisper in your ear, “So glad to see you again, Dad!” 

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Will always be in my heart: The Liverpool Cathedral

The experience was deep, moving, touching, and most memorable and as I walked with Jilla and Angie through this enormous church, I knew that my beloved dad was right there with me!

I could feel him walking beside me. I could smell him, the fragrance of his Old Spice cologne wafting over me. At times I felt as if I could literally reach out and take his warm and comforting hand.

As I walked with Angie and Jilla I felt as if I was in another world, taking in the sounds of the Cathedral with its tolling bells, people laughing and kids running around.  Jilla described so many things to me and in one fleeting memorable moment I sat in one of the pews and said a silent prayer, thanking God for having brought me here.

Then Tom guided my hands over various murals that depicted various milestones of the Bible.

What an experience for me, forever engrained in my mind.

Thank you, God, for having allowed me to spend this precious Sunday at this Cathedral and thank you to everyone for having given me this rare chance to be here.

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She was quite a dog! Yella's likes and dislikes

I can honestly tell you that this dog of ours sure had a personality.  She was her own dog and she marched to her own drum. 

As a puppy she was short, round, and a pretty little girl.  She was a golden lab who simply loved our family; in particular my dad.  She could be serious and she could be playful.  She could be sociable and she could be a loner.

Then one day she became a mom and after that she simply became an adult and never looked back.  She asserted herself as the madam of the Manor.  She did as she pleased and did it in style.  She barked when she had to, played on her terms and hid from us whenever she wanted.

This was our Yella, with her likes and dislikes.  A dog who enjoyed whatever she wished with no one to stop her.

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Lingering childhood memories: Remembering the beach houses

These memories shall forever stay with me.  As a child I had the privilege of spending so many joyous holidays in beach houses that were so warm, welcoming and filled with terrific memories.  I can tell you that these houses were always filled with shouts of glee!  Laughter and shrieks!  Noisy kids running to and fro and exciting games being played inside and outside of the houses.

Even our dogs got into it; barking with delight, chasing each other, and running with and after us! Then there were the beaches and the ultimate prize!  The warm waters of beautiful oceans filled with waves of all sizes.

Oh, yes!  Those sunny days filled with cloudless blue skies!  Sandy beaches where we built castles and dug sand pools and made them in so many different shapes!  Fishing in the lagoons and walking in their warm waters.

Racing with the dogs on the beach and us kids simply swimming freely in the sea with Dad watching over us all!

Oh, how I wish those days could somehow return, but alas!  They are gone forever but not my memories!  Beach houses in Toco and Mayaro!  Pictures that shall fill my mind forever and I did it all with precious little vision!

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Memories forever: Some favorite memories of Dad

I always find it a joy, pleasure, and a delight whenever I can drum up some of those favorite memories of my dad!  Of course, there will be always so very many to choose from but here is a sample.

Riding my bicycle with Dad on the beach!  How much I enjoyed those times with Dad and me riding along the beach and enjoying the afternoon’s fresh air when the tide was out.  Going swimming with Dad and my brothers or so many times when we did it together with Dad teaching me the back stroke, the butterfly, and the crawl.  The sea was so very calm and as the sun shone down on us, there we were with me, the student, and Dad, the patient teacher.

Then there was Dad teaching me how to fly a kite in the savanna and playing ball with my brothers and me.  Oh, how I loved those precious times.

Then how about the time when we traveled to South America and there was Dad sitting next to me, holding my hand and making sure that I was not scared as the plane bobbed up and down.  He explained to me that we were going through air pockets and this is why the plane was bobbing up and down like this.

Then those cherished times when he would read to me.  There I was, lying in bed, and he would be in his chair reading all kinds of news articles to me. Or those childhood nights when he told me stories that came straight out of his head.

Finally, this one: Dad and I walking in our garden and my holding onto his comforting hand as he caught butterflies and placed them in my hand and told me not to close my fingers around the butterfly because if I did so I would kill the butterfly.

I could go on and on but these are just a few and I thank my darling dad for having brought me all of this.

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Mine forever! So long to my darling Almond tree

She came into my life when I was but a wee one and she left in the summer of 2016.  To many she was just a tall almond tree with oodles of greenery hosting hundreds of birds.  This may have been true but to me she was so much more.

My darling almond tree stood so tall in the middle of the yard.  She gave shade and relief to so many who loved the coolness that she offered.  The birds loved her because she offered homes that were safe and secure from those predators such as nosy and curious cats. 

My darling almond tree represented something very special; she was the apple of my dad's eye.  For he was responsible for bringing her into our lives.  He got her when she was a youngster and by the time that he had passed on she had grown into a lovely specimen of over 20 feet!

I'll never forget the day when she was hewed down!  She fought feverishly to stay upright as the men struggled to bring her down and at times I could hear them expressing how strong she was. 

She is gone now but not forgotten!  She has gone to another life and has left me wistfully thinking about all of the joy and pleasure that she brought me.

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Such cherished memories: Learning to ride a bike with Dad

I can tell you straight up that memories of Dad teaching me how to ride a bike are some of the most precious ones.  Dad taught my brother Jeffrey and me how to ride a bike but for me it was extra special.  How so?  Because as a vision-impaired kid it was simply awesome that my dad never hesitated to teach me how to ride.

Dad took me through the various stages of being able to ride on my own. First it was him putting me on a bike and then holding onto me as he told me what to do.  It was a two-wheeler bike and we spent countless hours riding around the large yard.

I would pedal slowly and then pick up speed and there was Dad, hanging on to me as we rode.  He never tired of doing this with me and I often felt guilty that I made him work so hard.

Then Dad slowly let go of of me but he made very sure that the bike I was riding had stabilizer wheels on it.  This did not last for long and soon I was on my two wheeler all by myself with Dad close by, watching very intently to make sure that I got things just right.

These were such fun times.  My dad was the best teacher!  Patient, always encouraging me, and if he had any nervous moments he never let me know.  The yard was my first riding area and then we went riding on the beach.  Dad bought a bike for Jeffrey and me when we turned 7 and then I graduated to using my elder brother Robert's bike later on.

Dad and I rode so many times on the beach.  We rode side by side and up and down the sandy beach with the sun shining down on us in the mornings and the cool sea air surrounding us in the evenings and sometimes we raced each other. It never really mattered to me who won, just that Dad and I had lots of fun!

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I could not have desired a better teacher: Learning to swim with Dad

He was probably one of my best teachers.  He was patient, generous, and so willing to teach me. Next to my granny he, too, taught me so much.

My swimming lessons started off with Dad placing water wings around my waist and showing me how to use my arms and legs to move through the water.  This was all done in the calm sea where there were no waves, just the sea as smooth as glass.

Next came Dad gingerly removing my water wings and then showing me how to support myself on my own.  This next step took a bit of getting used to but I knew that his hand was always close by to support me if I were to falter.

At first Dad stayed very close to me but as time moved on he would move further and further away from me until one day when I discovered that, indeed!  He was swimming beside me but about five feet away from me.

Dad taught me the butterfly, breast, and back strokes.  Then he taught me the crawl and then he taught me how to do backward and forward somersaults. Oh, what fun I had with my dad!

We had so much fun together during my swimming lessons.  Most of the time we swam together and sometimes he would challenge me to a race which he almost always won.  Occasionally he would give me a head start and allow me to win the race.

Dad also taught me how to float on my back, surf the waves by jumping over them and he also showed me how to dive under the large breakers.  Sometimes, however, I would misjudge the height of the wave and then I would end up being caught in it and would then be tossed onto the sandy beach.

These were such happy days for me with my dad teaching me all kinds of great things in the sea.  He never tired of teaching me and I never tired of learning from him.

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A childhood memory: My special sea game

I can still remember my special little sea game and I do not think that anyone really knew about it. At least I hope that no one knew.

It was all about me and those wonderful waves.  The big ones and the small ones.  I floated over the small ones and jumped over the big ones.  Then there was good old Dad who was always there to tell me when to jump.

It was amazing how much he was involved but I still do not know if he knew about my games.

He would tell me when to jump and sometimes I got it and sometimes I missed it completely.  Then there were the times when I really missed and the wave would get the better of me and send me sprawling towards the beach where I would land face down at the edge of the water.

Strange, but I was never embarrassed. Just more determined than ever to try again and then Dad would be there to play along.  Ah, yes!  my sea games forever.

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Remembering the moon

How could I ever forget the moon and what she looks like?  Not very easy to forget and now that my vision is almost completely gone, I depend very heavily on my memory to keep her astounding beauty alive forever.

As a child I used to always spend endless moments looking up at the moon and when I went to Britain to study I used to do this even more.  You see, my dad and I had made a pact and this was what it was.

Dad had told me just before I left home for Britain that whenever I was feeling sad and homesick I should go out there and look up at the moon, if there was one, and as I did so I would think of him and in turn he, too, would be looking up at her and sending me all his love.

And guess what?  It sure worked for me!  I used to spend so many nights just looking up at the moon as the winds blew around me and so many times fat raindrops would be chasing each other as they came directly at my frozen cheeks.

Ah yes, the happy beautiful face of the moon forever imprinted in my mind.

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It's all in a handshake

Yes, this is what I do to help me evaluate and/or form an impression or opinion of someone when I meet them for the first time.  My secret is now out but that's okay.

My dad once told me that handshakes often help to tell a story but I'll also tell you that it is not always accurate.  Most times, however, it is.

I almost always pay attention to the type of handshake I receive.  There can be so many types of handshakes, ranging from the limp one to the firm one and from the full one to the two-handed one.  There is the one where one barely touches your hand.  The one where one simply touches your fingers.  The dry one and the sweaty palm one.

I have had them all and even the one where one firmly grasps your hand and swings it round and around.  I am not saying that anyone should use this particular strategy to help them evaluate and formulate but when one is unable to see expressions, gestures, smiles, and glances, it is the next best thing.

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Remembering the crabs

This is probably another of my favorite childhood memories but in those days I did not have enough vision to clearly see them. So I had to depend on the descriptions of siblings, parents, and other family members.

Yet, for all of this I managed to develop my very own version of a crab and I have to admit that my version was not very close to reality.

I imagined the poor little crabs to be gigantic with huge claws and pincers. I was always afraid of them and one day I was baby sitting one in a paper cup. I stuck my fingers in and it almost had them for its supper.

Then the day came and I was able to see the crabs for real. No, they were not what I had imagined them to be. No, not too cute looking but nowhere as big as I had imagined them to be.

My first opportunity to see what a crab really looked like came on a warm sunny day at the beach and my dad drew my attention to a small red crab crawling along. He allowed me to look at it for a few minutes and then he picked it up and placed it gently in my hand.

He told me to stand very still and stood beside me as the crab crawled around in my hand. Nothing to it, the crab never bit me. It simply crawled around and after some moments I placed him on the sand and he just simply
scurried away.

Another cherished memory for my memory bank.

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Daddy, I still remember the butterflies

These memories are still so very fresh in my mind, as if they only happened yesterday and they are ones that will probably always be with me.

The mornings were almost always sunny, with the sun beating down on Daddy and me as we walked hand in hand around our yard. I was just a wee one then and so proud to be walking with my strong but gentle Daddy.

The air was fresh and cool, for the most part, and as we walked Daddy would describe things to me. The almond tree, standing tall and proud, loaded with green leaves and lots of fat juicy almonds. The red roses bowing gracefully on their long stems, and then there they were!

Those tiny butterflies flitting effortlessly around from leaf to leaf and Daddy sneaking up on them.

He would say softly to me that he wanted me to stand very still while he sneaked off to catch a butterfly for me and I did just that. I would stand there waiting and within a minute or so he would be back with his prize.

Daddy would tell me to open my hand and I would. Then he would place the tiny butterfly in the middle of my palm and then with the utmost of gentleness and care he would take the index finger of my other hand and place it gingerly on the butterfly's back.

Oh, how I loved these precious moments with my beloved Daddy. I would stand there for minutes on end with the tiny butterfly in my hand. Daddy would describe the little butterfly to me and, for the most part, it would be a yellow butterfly.

You see, Daddy knew that my favorite color was yellow and I am almost sure that he went out of his way to catch a yellow butterfly just for me.

I would do my best to be as still as possible and I would allow my index finger to rest as gingerly as possible on the butterfly's back, making sure not to squeeze too hard. Then, after a moment, Daddy would tell me to remove my finger so that the butterfly could fly away.

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"Each time we raise our voice at someone else we are engaging in bullying! Each time we raise our hands to slap or punch someone else we are also engaging in bullying and each time we engage in actions to either manipulate or force someone else to do what we want we are also engaging in bullying!
There is no room in this world for bullying and each day we fail to take action against bullying it is another day that we allow others to bully us and our kids. Our heroes and role models are the ones who have made us proud; those brave young men and women who gave their lives for us in past wars and those who continue to do so. They are not the ones who choose to be racists and those who believe that their bad behaviour in public is acceptable.

I write and record audio mysteries that are being used at such events as murder mystery evenings as well as at public awareness and team building events. I promote understanding, tolerance, and problem solving and my audio mysteries continue to be broadcasted around the world and you can listen to them anywhere! On the plane or train! In the car or right there in your home! On your i device or computer!
Please join my campaign against bullying (CAB) by supporting my efforts to keep on writing and recording!

If you truly care then you will certainly dare!"

Bike races on the beach

This is yet another precious memory that I shall forever hold close to me. It was all about Dad and me racing our bicycles on the beach.

Maybe I am wrong but it always seemed to me that my dear dad allowed me to win those memorable races. He never seemed to mind each time I won but there was the odd time when he was victorious.

I used to marvel at how he never seemed to be afraid whenever we raced along the sand. The sand was so firm and we usually raced whenever the tide was out so that there was more room for us to speed along with the sea breeze pounding on our backs.

Most times it was Dad who called for a race and I never backed down. We would start with a nice easy ride and then his call would come. Gosh! He never seemed to care that I was blind!

I never seemed to care if anyone was watching. All that mattered was that Dad and I would be racing along. What wonderful memories and who knows! I may some day get to race him along that long stretch of sand in the next world!

I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day.

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This is a personal message from author Donna Jodhan

"Each time we raise our voice at someone else we are engaging in bullying! Each time we raise our hands to slap or punch someone else we are also engaging in bullying and each time we engage in actions to either manipulate or force someone else to do what we want we are also engaging in bullying!

There is no room in this world for bullying and each day we fail to take action against bullying it is another day that we allow others to bully us and our kids. Our heroes and role models are the ones who have made us proud; those brave young men and women who gave their lives for us in past wars and those who continue to do so. They are not the ones who choose to be racists and those who believe that their bad behaviour in public is acceptable.

I write and record audio mysteries that are being used at such events as murder mystery evenings as well as at public awareness and team building events. I promote understanding, tolerance, and problem solving and my audio mysteries continue to be broadcasted around the world and you can listen to them anywhere! On the plane or train! In the car or right there in your home! On your i device or computer!

Please join my campaign against bullying (CAB) by supporting my efforts to keep on writing and recording!

If you truly care then you will certainly dare!"

Remembering Dad's playtime

I guess that almost every girl in town will tell you that theirs is or was the best dad that they have or had and I am no different. No, he was not perfect but almost so!

How well I remember playtime with my beloved Dad. He never hesitated to play with me: games that he made up as we went along, playtime on the beach and in the botanical gardens, but most of all those games that we always played in the ocean.

Dad would toss those large colorful balls to me as we frolicked in the sea and then he would tell me to throw them back to him. It was up to me to ensure that I could catch the ball and throw it back as accurately as possible. Then he would have me jump the waves. He would tell me when to jump as a wave approached.

Most of the time I managed to jump in time but there were those occasions when I missed all together and then I would end up face down on the beach as the wave would toss me there. Or I would find myself inadvertently accepting a mouthful of salt water and there was Dad, chuckling in a low voice!

Playtime on the beach was especially memorable for me. Dad and I built so many sand castles of all shapes and sizes and then we would build those high mountains and towers. I can still remember these wonderful times.

Then there were the times playing in the botanical gardens where we ran, jumped, flew kites, kicked balls, and rode my scooter. Nothing could ever erase these wonderful play time memories of playtime with Dad.

I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day.

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This is a personal message from author Donna Jodhan

"Each time we raise our voice at someone else we are engaging in bullying! Each time we raise our hands to slap or punch someone else we are also engaging in bullying and each time we engage in actions to either manipulate or force someone else to do what we want we are also engaging in bullying!

There is no room in this world for bullying and each day we fail to take action against bullying it is another day that we allow others to bully us and our kids. Our heroes and role models are the ones who have made us proud; those brave young men and women who gave their lives for us in past wars and those who continue to do so. They are not the ones who choose to be racists and those who believe that their bad behaviour in public is acceptable.

I write and record audio mysteries that are being used at such events as murder mystery evenings as well as at public awareness and team building events. I promote understanding, tolerance, and problem solving and my audio mysteries continue to be broadcasted around the world and you can listen to them anywhere! On the plane or train! In the car or right there in your home! On your i device or computer!

Please join my campaign against bullying (CAB) by supporting my efforts to keep on writing and recording!

If you truly care then you will certainly dare!"

Remembering the ball games with Dad

Whenever I need to recharge, remember, and recall, I almost always go back to memories of those wonderful ball games with my beloved dad. Sometimes I feel that those days were oh too short. Too few and too long ago but then this is how they were supposed to have been. Childhood days that were only meant to last but just for a few short years.

Dad and I almost always played with big colorful balls. We played football, cricket, and then our own version of a sort of tennis game using our hands as rackets. We also played catch the ball on our patio or in the sea.

Dad never gave up on me. He was eternally patient. He often challenged me to do better at my games and he taught me so much. He did the dad things with me and oh how I enjoyed every moment of it. Dad never made me feel inferior and he was always there for support whenever I needed it.

I can still see those big, colorful balls in my mind's eye and hear his voice urging me on. I can sometimes feel his presence near me as I allow myself to drift back to those wonderful days as I sit quietly in my favorite armchair. Ah, yes! Those wonderful days of ball games with Dad.

I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day.

Follow me on twitter @accessibleworld and @author_jodhan
Like us on Facebook at www.facebook.com/authordonnajodhan.
Visit our online store to either purchase or subscribe for unlimited access to our library at www.donnajodhan.com/store.html
and you can even take advantage of our free downloads!
Or subscribe to our free monthly newsletter at www.donnajodhan.com

This is a personal message from author Donna Jodhan
"Each time we raise our voice at someone else we are engaging in bullying! Each time we raise our hands to slap or punch someone else we are also engaging in bullying and each time we engage in actions to either manipulate or force someone else to do what we want we are also engaging in bullying!

There is no room in this world for bullying and each day we fail to take action against bullying it is another day that we allow others to bully us and our kids. Our heroes and role models are the ones who have made us proud; those brave young men and women who gave their lives for us in past wars and those who continue to do so. They are not the ones who choose to be racists and those who believe that their bad behaviour in public is acceptable.

I write and record audio mysteries that are being used at such events as murder mystery evenings as well as at public awareness and team building events. I promote understanding, tolerance, and problem solving and my audio mysteries continue to be broadcasted around the world and you can listen to them anywhere! On the plane or train! In the car or right there in your home! On your i device or computer!

Please join my campaign against bullying (CAB) by supporting my efforts to keep on writing and recording!
If you truly care then you will certainly dare!"