Author Archives: Al Zylstra

So, it is Mothers day today. I am sad. Mom has been gone less than a month and I am trying to not grieve. I am trying to remember the amazing, strong, passionate, funny and loving person that she was. It isn’t working.

So, I am in Kamloopsnfor a convention for The Interior Logging Association. This is an outdoor event. Good thing I dressed for it. There are some massive pieces of equipment here. Should be a fun event.

Your smile made my heart feel lighter. Your laughter was infectious. You made me feel loved. You were my staunchest supporter. You were there when I needed you most. You welcomed Alex into our family with open arms. You held me to a higher standard. Thank you for being my mom. Your later years afterContinue reading “Rest in Peace, Mom!”

So, there is going to be a Zylstra family reunion in Holland next month. Alex and I had originally planned on going, but, due to unforeseen circumstances, we are unable to attend. This event is somewhat monumentous. It is a celebration of my paternal Grandfather, Hantje Zylstra. He was killed on May 4, 1945 nearContinue reading “Family Reunion in Holland”

So, bit the bullet last weekend and cleaned out the pond. Wow! These feeder goldfish are HUGE! Bought a new lighting system, too. Next up: rebuilding the rabbit pen. It is still functional but, needs a new front for easier access. Phantom is feeling a little neglected. Beau is lounging while we make all theseContinue reading “Hello Spring”

Who am I kidding? I loved doing this show but, I am so happy to be done with it. I need the rest.

So, I have been reporting on some of the plays that I have been working on at the Metro Theatre since I got involved with them. I have more of them to add in the coming weeks, but, I wanted to write about my latest one: UP & COMING – written by Eric Chappel HereContinue reading “My latest Theatre Project”

February 20 is still and now, will always be a day that fills me with ennui. This is the day that I said “goodbye” to my sister. Words escape me.

So, here it is, February 1, 2019. The 16th anniversary of my Dad’s death. I just reread my previous post about Dad. I don’t honestly think I can expound on it any better than I did when I first wrote it. Check it out – scroll down to Memories of my Dad

So, my latest trip to Edmonton was not off to a good start. But, I am always the eternal optimist. I went back to Mom’s nursing home on Sunday with a determination that I was going to have a nice visit with my Mom. To hell with Dementia. We were going to have a goodContinue reading “Edmonton Blues – Pt 2”