And now for 'mom' by 'dad'

​First of all, thank you Lord Jesus for blessing us with Jeff. And, not only Jeffrey but the many who have entered into our lives as a result of this incredible journey. The Lord gave us this wonderful gift in the soul and person of Jeffrey. Jeffrey's personal mission and message was simple and plain. He called my wife and myself  'mom and dad' from the beginning. He called our three boys his brothers. It started with a program through 'Open Hands' to place some very special people into family settings that they might have some 'family' on a day-to-day basis.

In fact thanks to Bev, we were the first family to become a part of this program. 

Bev  is an amazingly intuitive person and an equally amazing woman dedicated to God first that she may be the best she can be to and for others. That said, it's all to say that she pursued becoming a part of this program with a mission-like passion towards making a difference in somebody else's life. And yes, with the intuition that it would also make a difference in ours.

She firmly believed that right to the core of her heart and  soul. For myself, I confess to beforehand looking at it a little bit differently.

I woud describe myself as wondering about the 'impact'. The impact on my life, my routines, privacy not to mention the make-up of the household.

Just how 'disturbing' was this all going to be?  Would it turn my world upside-down?  Narcistic? Never. Realistic? At times. This was one of them.

Remember, these feelings were 'prior to' thoughts. In a nutshell, there indeed was an impact, on my life and the household and most certainly it turned a part of the whole of my life 'upside-down'.

What I discovered was there was a fair part of my life that needed an 'upside-down' adjustment to 'rightside-up'.  That's because that part of my life and thinking which I believed was already rightside-up was actually  upside down. Let me know when you figure that out so you can explain it to me.

Thank you Lord. Thank you Bev. Thank you Jeffery. The very first time Jeff walked into our house, something hit home, when somebody came 'home'. I flashed back to all the times in my broken childhood when I lived in houses but had no home. I flashed forward to what this home could mean to Jeff who had been institutionalized from age 13 to 48. Wow, I may have learned more from Jeff in one meeting than I might teach him in a lifetime. It was and indeed should have been humbling. There's my bad and then there's 'My Bad'.  Thank you Lord, thank you Bev, thank you Jeffrey and thank you Open Hands, whom I believe were really looking for 'open hearts'. There's a movie 'Gerry Maguire' in which at one point Tom Cruise  (the reluctant husband) makes a lengthy return speech. His wife finally interrupts him to say, "You had me at hello".  With Jeffrey it was when we showed him his room and he joyfully asks, "For Me?" "Yes Jeff, for You". Seeing his expression, his countenance and his joy, it was then I knew without a doubt this was meant to be. We had already made a difference in his life. It was already working out. Something my wife well knew even before the journey began.

I couldn't help marvel at her and be absolutely in awe of our one and only God. My college girl whom God used to bring me to the 'The Way, The Truth and The Life' (John 14:6) and all of us together. Talk about being 'on the same page'. Talk about 'love at first sight'. An ephiphany of biblical proportions no less. By the way the ark didn't need lifeboats because God built it. He can do the same with your life. I'm speaking from experience.

The truth literally fell into my lap so-to-speak, thanks to my wife. In college, I relished arguing about bible to Bev, her mom and dad when I met them and at my first bible study, with the rest of the future out-laws. Then one day the 'Irish' in Bev Bailey came out swinging. Bev said enough was enough in the most practical way possible. The first and last 'punch' she threw (figuratively) was to toss a bible into my lap saying, "Ok you think you're so smart, save yourself!" Smart gal. My argument was no longer with my fellow man. or fellow future wife. It was with the God who created mankind. Didn't take long to realize I was hopelessly out numbered. With God being the majority I soon realized that 'numbers' didn't matter  (Romans 8:31; Proverbs 23:23;  Judges 7:1-8; John 14:5-7; 8:31-32).

What matters is truth. Yes, you might say the truth fell into my lap and yes I bought into it (John 8:44). People buy into a lot of things because of what they 'want' to see. What they don't see are the lies camouflaged between the lines. 

Yet, the one Faith isn't blind whatsoever. Yes, you can walk by sight. Sight is but 'horizontal'.  If you walk that talk, you'll only walk in circles - because the earth is round. Even if you gain the whole world but lose your soul, what would you give to gain it back? That's even if you could. (Matthew 16:24-27).

A 'round trip' not only, won't get you to heaven, it will eventually just leave where you started from in the first place and that will be the last place you'll want to be. Waiting for a bus that already left (1 Cor 15:24-26). To go up and beyond. you must go vertical. That's just what Jesus did in His resurrection and He depended on the power of God to do it (Acts 2:22-38 esp., vs 27-28). To say the least, so must we all. Each one of us. Buy into the vision instead. Go 'vertical'!                     

(2 Corinthians 5:7; Hebrews 11:1-3). 

Jeff would look at a family picture with him in it and recite everyone's name. At the end he would say, "and me".  If a picture wasn't in sight, he would start reciting anyway. He might miss one here and there but the ending wouldn't change. "And me".

Jeffrey went to his Lord

        Monday morning        

June 8—2026

About a month before his 60th birthday

All this to say, Jeffrey was anything but grayscale. He expressed his life in black and white. What you saw and heard was what you got. Simple and genuine. He appreciated life, moment to moment, living each to the fullest. Every smile he gave was from the heart. Each emotion he shared, he wore on his sleeve. His treasure was his family, friends and those of us who became  family in his new life. No matter what we gave him, he gave back more and what he gave was priceless. What he gave was ‘himself’. 

Jeff ‘counted’ Joel, Jonathan and Jeremy as his brothers. Joel, Jonathan and Jeremy in turn treated Jeff as their brother. All four shared in the joy.

Shortly after Jeff got here, I took a family photo and removed one of the ‘ex’s with photoshop. Inserted Jeff right into the empty spot. Slipped the framed 8x10 on his dresser. Bev and I didn’t say anything. When Jeff next went into his room what we heard was an exclamation of absolute joy with him repeating loudly many times—”family, family, family!”

You can’t buy memories like that. God allows you to make them. A 'for heaven's sake, keepsake'. If you're wise with God's wisdom (James 1: 2-7) you'll see the precious, priceless moment and realize the value right before you (Matthew 13:44). More than enough to fill a 'treasure chest' (Matthew 6:9-21; Colossians 2:2-3) to be shared by one and all, over and over. It's like a flame over the candle of life that continues to give and grow from candle to candle as it is shared one to another. Life and light grows and glows as each is touched one by one. Shouldn't all our individual lives feel that kind of love and warmth?  Pass it on... touch someone's life today even if it's just a smile - because a smile is never just, 'just a smile'. It also is priceless...

God blessed and entrusted us with Jeffrey's life and living, in addition to providing support from some very terrific people, including family, church family, friends, loved one's, people who became friends and friends who became loved ones. Thank you Lord and thank you Jeff for this amazing, wonderful journey. 

In Jeff's own words and feelings, our sons Joel, Jeremy and Jonathan were his brothers. They treated him in like manner. Jeff would often recite their names in sequence and then add, "and me or "and Jeff" closing off with "that's right". Joel drives a dark blue Dodge Caravan and lives downstairs. Jeff would walk into the living room. look out the big front window and say, "Joel's back". He would repeat it until we acknowledged him as he believed it was important news. Jeff didn't have to try to be funny. He was funny. It didn't matter that most of the times Joel hadn't even left the house yet. It was simply the first time of the day that Jeff noticed the van in the driveway so, it was "Joel's back' and he thought we should know about it.

We, Bev and I, became 'mom and dad' the first time he entered the front door. He became our son. When the three of us went grocery shopping Jeff would introduce us to anyone and everyone who crossed our path as 'mom and dad' with a big smile. The Lord blessed us all with Jeffrey and we not only shared his life and he ours, he allowed, gave us permission to come into his world. He lived moment to moment.

We quickly realized that as his world went, so did ours. Nothing was too small. Nothing was unimportant. As my wife Bev put it way back in our first days with Jeffrey, "he makes you appreciate the little things in life, 'cause he does, and he let's you know".  Jeffrey died in my arms and passed over into the Lord’s. Till we all meet again son... and we will.

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Front Row - Right - 3 Grandkids

Kingston (In Gray )- Jayden (In Black) - Thorin (Gold T-Shirt)

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YOUR PLACE TOO!

Look at this amazing gal. She exudes 'woman of God, wife, mother, mom, grandma, helpmate'. And, God purposed that we should be together and He made it happen. It is the type of story dreams are made of .  All I will say here is that in our first year of college, after Bev had been following me for two days (because she 'knew' I was the one), we got stuck in an elevator together (between floors no less). After 45 minutes 'college maintenance' used a crowbar to open the doors and pulled us 'up and out'.  We've been together ever since. From that moment a crowbar couldn't have separated us. Was it all just coincidence or good luck? If even the hairs on our heads are numbered as God says, what do you think?  (Matthew 10:27-31). God neither deals in 'luck', good or bad nor 'chance'. 

​Now picture this gal going into Jeffrey's room, talking with him, praying with him, affirming her love for him. She knew that for Jeff , who was born with Down Syndrome, would just 'soak it in'. Such care came out in everything she did with and for Jeff . Each meal she prepared for him came from a menu of what can I make for Jeff today that he would really like. As she would figure it out, she would often let me in on whatever it might be with a gleam in her eye. She also knew that this kind of attention, that is, bringing God into the picture, would have a calming affect on Jeffrey while also be the 'signal' to let Jeff know it was time to go to sleep. Frame of mind is such a 'key' and the peace of God that surpasses all understanding is the 'ultimate' turn-key for opening the door to that. 

If you understand anything about building confidence and self-esteem or want to understand, than this is for you:

An affirmation is a positive, declarative statement used to validate a fact, offer emotional support, or challenge negative thoughts. It is typically a short phrase repeated regularly to shift mindset, boost self-confidence, and manifest personal goals. 

Bev championed confidence, self-esteem and supportiveness in others, always boasting in the Lord. Her mom was the same way  and Bev as they say, didn't fall far from the tree. 

Now I realize some might say hey, this is reading like it's all about 'dad' inspite of the heading saying 'And now for mom'. ​I say all this just to explain how wonderful and incredible she has been, is and in the Lord, will always be. If you have to read between the lines to understand, then by all means read between the lines. Sometimes you have to explain 'what isn't' to make clear 'what is' or use as a foundational base for questions asked (Matthew 19: 1-12 esp., vs 3-6). Besides, it's all about God without whom, there would be no me or us or you. (Acts 17:22-31 esp., vs 28).

Also, without God the Father, Jesus the Son and the Holy Spirit 'first' there would be no applicable John 3:16-18, for you or anyone to tap into. The serpent of old - the devil; Adam and Eve, put us into this predicament in the beginning by 'not' putting God first. Blessed we are that God gave us, one and all the choice of  (and I stress - choice) choosing a path/way back to Him. All religions and denominations talk the walk one way or another but absolutely do not walk the talk. 

Remember, Satan doesn't hate religion. Nor does he hate churches. He created all of both, save one of each (Matthew 16:18-19). He's only coming back for one (1 Corinthians 15:24).

Again, sometimes you have to explain 'what isn't' to make clear 'what is' or use as a foundational base for questions asked (Matthew 19: 1-12 esp., vs 3-6).

As a general rule of thumb, Jesus did that many times as did Paul and others (i.e, Matthew 19:1-4).

Like, substituting the traditions of men for the commands of God (Matthew 15:3-14).

Like, counting old misplaced beliefs as 'rubbish' in order to gain Christ (Philippians 3:7-14).

Is this one of those times? Don't waste, neglect, ignore or throw something away you could have versus clinging to an illusion/delusion of truth, which the doctrines of men are all about. (Hebrews 2:1-4).

Should you not be able to grasp the moment or just don't get it, that's more often than not, a perogative. Doesn't mean you may not regret it. One thing it isn't...  'ok' by any stretch of the imagination. 

Special needs people like those with Down Syndrome like Jeffrey, can be very stubborn... very stubborn: 'close encounters' of the stalwart kind. Back off and give room. Don’t back him/her into a corner never mind four. Also, many are creatures of habit. Surprise! Just like anybody right?

Jeff was a real person, his own person with his own persona, individuality and nuances. Like ‘real’ people, Jeffrey needed his own space and time, at times. Well, why would he not? No hidden agendas, no ulterior motives, no legalize or pretense, wore his honesty and emotions on his sleeves from shirt to shirt, sometimes five-a-day. Be ready, be steady. As he rocks, you roll. It means you find out what he’s feeling as he’s feeling it. Like the majority of people, right?. It’s called ‘Real-Time’

Jeff loved his independence. The many times we would start to help him with say, buttoning down a shirt or various things we thought he would need help with. Our bad! From Jeff would suddenly come, “I can do it” and he would immediately assume command. Just independent ‘me’. Flavoured with touch  of 'hey there'! and a dash of 'attitude' but always in good taste in his heart of hearts. He can eat at our table anytime. Besides, we can always redo the buttons later.

Jeffrey took the complexities of life, reduced them to his most basic common denominators, understood them, and figured we should too. He was too funny!

Jeff was a firm believer in quick solutions. He would ask you a question and before you could possibly process it, never mind answer, would say, “That’s right” and walk away. “What are you doing?” “That’s good”- gone. But Jeff, I haven’t told you what I was doing! “Are you okay?” Well Jeff I think I’m catching a… “That’s good” as he walked right by not breaking stride or a sweat.

Our awesome Jeff.

"And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away." 

Then He who sat on the throne said, "Behold, I make all things new."  And he showed me a pure river of water of life, clear as crystal, proceeding from the throne of God and of the Lamb.

In the middle of its street, and on either side of the river, was the tree of life, which bore twelve fruits, each tree yielding its fruit every month.

The leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations. 

Revelation 21: 4-5; 22:1-2

Back Row - Middle

Bev (Lady in Red) - Al (Blue Superman)

THE LORD'S DAY

Jeff - Christine

Below is Jeff with our son Jonathan, named after David's friend. You know, the 'David' who slew Goliath. If there's one thing you can learn from David, it's that with God's backing, success is only a 'stone's throw away. We choose 'Jonathan' because of how loyal a friend he was to God's 'chosen'. If you look to the right you will see a very, very special dog, a certified 'comfort' dog.​

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When he was able to attend, Jeff loved going to assembly. He loved the singing and though he couldn't read  by and large except for things like his name and 'Cornwall' he rolled with what came his way. He would look at his birthday cards or any card sent or given him, holding them so close to his eyes they likely blocked any light needed to even see them. So, true to form undaunted he would pretty much mumble his way through whatever he wanted the cards to say. He was so awesome. Jeff had surgery on his left eye to a cornea. He was supposed to have the right eye done but I suspect the Ottawa specialist figured why bother. Still, they had us go back for annual follow-ups on his left eye but never got around to the right.

We often marvelled at him. In 'church' Jeff would hold a hymn book. Any and every song to him was 'Jesus Love Me', so that's what he sang. It was a version particulary peculiar to him, bless his soul. He didn't know all the words. If he did he wasn't 'sayin'. However he knew the tune if not all the words of 'Jesus Loves Me'. But he knew the phrase 'Yes, Jesus loves me, the bible tells me so' and that worked for him.  That was the totality of the song for him so you would sure hear a fair share of that no matter what lyrics the rest of us were singing. When the song leader would call for all to stand Jeff would often wave his hands in motions conducting us all to the right beat if not the right pitch. He knew how to have a happy time pretty much anytime.

During Lord's Table  he was not adverse  to looking for the largest 'broken' piece of unleavened bread on the plate.  He always thanked  the passer.  With a big smile on his face he would turn and show us the piece he garnered. There was one time when whomever prepared the communion actually put a whole unbroken 'cracker' on  the plate. The passer in starting at the back row afforded Jeff first choice. Sitting  beside Jeff as we normally did, we saw Jeff's eye's light up and his beaming big smile said it all. He had hit the jackpot! Yes, he turned and showed us how 'blessed' he was.

Fortunately, whoever prepared it (communion) had put two of the emblems on the plate. Such is the difference between a successful 'pass' and 'not'. In football one would say it was indeed a 'completed pass'. The Lord's Table emblems very emphatically represented 'church' to Jeff.  Eventually it got to the point where Jeff was unable to attend.  Bev would stay back with him and listen to the  study and service from my iPhone to her iPhone. When it was time for the Lord's table, at home she would place the emblem's on the table where Jeff  was seated. Jeff, recognizing what was before him would say 'church' and partake. Jeff knew how to simplify things to a common denominator suitable to him.

Interesting that I'm using  some words here that he would not even linguistically understand. However, he had this unique ability to often reduce concepts  and ideas to the level of his own capabilities. That, as a matter of established routine or adjustment. In fact, after so many years with Jeff we knew all his nauances to the point that when he 'adjusted' them as he got older, we adjusted or pre-determined adjustments. If there was a change in his habits including things he couldn't do as well as he could previously, when we offered to help him he would just matter of factly say, "sure".  It  was his recognition of our recognition that he needed some help. It was also his way of giving us consent, after which he would thank us. In no time over time, we learned the 'language of Jeff'.  Some of the PSW's would ask, 'what did he say?'  We would then 'translate'.  Otherwise, Jeff had a pretty good command of basic communication skills - the like of which were important to him. We as much as possibile encouraged Jeff to be  self-reliant and in so doing were expanding his horizons, increasing his self-confidence and self-esteem. True to his own spirit. you would inceasingly hear him say, "I can do it". Indeed, he could.

Then would come the times he would come to Bev, myself or Joel and say to whomever, "Dad, come here for a minute" or the same to 'mom'. In the same way, when one of us went into his room, he would ask about the 'significant other'. When he  thought one of us, including Joel as he lived with us and interacted with Jeff a great deal, was under the weather Jeff would say, "poor mom, or dad or Joel". If he was physically close in proximity to whomever he was talking about, you  would feel the touch of his hand on your shoulder. Jeff seemed to get that at times we all needed someone to lean on.

Jeff - Joel

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And now for 'mom by mom'

Jeffrey Richard Wright

Jeff - Jonathan - Stevie

A grayscale range is defined as a spectrum of shades between black and white, where 0 represents pure black and 255 represents pure white, with every other number in between representing different shades of gray. 

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Thank you to PSW Renee who came into our home as one of many PSW's to take care of Jeffrey. Patient, kind and professional, Jeff took a real liking and appreciation for Renee, as did we. Jeff sensed that Renee genuinely cared and responded in kind. The card and candle was a heartfelt gift to us all in memory of Jeff, for which we are grateful.

Thank you Renee - Bev & Al

Jeff  (front left)- Jeremy - (top right)

ALL ABOUT  YOU!

Bev - Jeff

​front walkway

The sign posted on the wall right outside the door of Jeffrey's bedroom, along side the First Aid Kit

HOME AT LAST

Jeff - Kingston - Jayden - Thorin

Front row left to right:

Back row:

Bev  (mom) - Allen (dad) - Jeremy

Jeffrey was a social butterfly. He would sit in front of the house and wave and  greet people who walked by. Most, even the kids, would wave back and greet him also. When they did he waved and smiled all the more frantically simply out of sheer joy. About the few who didn't, he figured they had a problem and would say "bad attitude", yet not dwell on it for but a moment and move on. 'They', had a bad attitude. He was no different whether in the grocery store or restaurant. I remember when we went for our first car ride. Off to 'Timmy's' we were. As he got into the passenger side of the car Jeff noticed the 'business' of some birds, smack on the windshield right in front of him. Pointing at the droppings he turns to me and says "birds, bad attitude" and, we moved on. More on that later.​​​

Bev - Jeff - Christine

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​Jeff solved life's problems three basic ways.

"If you're sick -

Go to the hospital"

or "Go to the doctor".

He was especially

fond of "If your sick

call the ambulance".

"If you're bad -

(you) Go to jail"

or "Call the  police". 

​​"If there's fire -

call the fire truck".

​

If he said 'one' he said them all. 

He would cap it off with ​"That's right". 

​And if all else failed... There was always you know who

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​'Stevie' is one of the most intelligent dogs ever. When Jon would come down for a visit, Stevie would be right at his side. She would bolt into the house and find anybody and everybody to say hi to, Jeff included. Jeff called her 'puppy'. 

From the onset after Stevie met Jeff, upon arriving Stevie would first quickly say hi to the rest of us who were around. Then, if Jeff wasn't front and center in a flash she would dash off to Jeff's room, jump on Jeff's bed, where Jeff often was and give Jeff some 'luvin'. In fact the first time and every time, you would hear Jeff happily shout "puppy... she loves me!" To be sure Stevie also loved the attention as in 'back at ya'. We had no doubt Stevie sensed  Jeff was 'special'.

The last time when Jon came down for Stevie it was friendship as usual. Stevie ran into Jeff's bedroom... but no Jeff. Immediately she ran through the house looking for Jeff, to no avail. She even ran back into Jeff's room looking for him again.

Still no Jeff and it was obvious Stevie sensed something was different. Jeff was always 'here' somewhere and always wore 'puppy' on his sleeve. Jeff's abscence was all too obvious. Stevie was bewildered. 

It wasn't until Jon took Stevie up to the casket and let Stevie 'see and sniff' Jeff that she got 'some form of closure'. In a way that some animals can sense it, Stevie sensed Jeff was gone. 

I have heard and read about this sort of thing regarding animals but this is the first time experiencing it. It was no surprise to Jon though. Jon made us promise if something ever happened to him and Stevie was still alive, that we would  allow Stevie the same consideration, so Stevie wouldn't think Jon abandoned her. We get it Jon.

Our grandsons became his buddies. When Jeff's mobility was tied more closely to a wheelchair  Thor would often wheel him back and forth to his room. 

To say that Jeffrey was a 'superguy' is an understatement. He loved it when we both wore our superman t-shirts at the same time (usually by purpose). He would love pointing out that both of us were 'superman' the 'two of us' as he would say.  He would point to his chest and say, "Me too!" then wave his hands together in glee. I never told him that his shirt came from Walmart. I also didn't tell him that, it didn't come from a Walmart on Krypton.

My bad.

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​Jonathan - Jayden - Jeremy - Kingston - Joel - Thorin

Tuesday July 19, 1966 - Monday June 08, 2026

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​In truth Jeff made life simpler for himself and for us. We get into the car one day to go on a coffee run. Entering the passenger side, he’s front and center, staring face-to-face no less, at some ‘business’ birds had conducted on the windshield, ‘splatter matters’. Direct hit.

Now consider if the following were looking at what Jeff saw:

Scholars: would debate it forever and ever and then some, come around full circle and try to pin the donkey on the tail in the land of Acadamia.

Scientists: would claim it rewrites history as we know it. Remember 'science' Latin origin 'Scientia'  meaning to 'know knowledge' vs 'no knowledge'  = 'no meaning' 

Archeology: dig it up, bury it, create a ‘hole’ lot of confusion called carbon dating: claim the 'oldest' news is the 'bestest' news and lest we forget  one tooth 'Peking Man' = 'Fake News'.

Linguists: would create a new word for it while looking for an old, non-existent ancient lost language to explain it, otherwise create one to cradle it, needed/wanted or not

The Right: would deny it exists, blame the Democrats, or create a new tarrif on Canada-fare or not, to which our feds vigorously assert 'eh' and strongly 'apologizes'.

The Left: would create new social/health care/welfare  industries from it or at the least would make billionaire birds pay their fair share. Must be tough to fly on one wing and I'm not chirping about the right wing. 

Educators: ’splatter 101’ complete with BS + Master’s options. Pre-requisite: 'Come as you are'.

The Legal Profession: legalize (gobbledygook) it into something only they could understand: ‘cha-ching’

'Gobbledygook': wordy, pretentious, or overly technical language that is essentially meaningless or impossible to understand. It is commonly used to describe bureaucratic jargon, complex legal terms, or pompous speech that confuses rather than clarifies (AI). 

Lawmakers/politicians: codify, authorize, legitimize, politically immunize -  sanitize, ostracize, pass it on to the senate, adjourn for the summer: see 'gobbledygook'.

The Parti Quebecois: It’s not French enough.

Alberta Sovereignty Movement: would want to separate the rest of the car from it or destroy both in the process.

Religionists: most would bow down to it and thank their respective secular gods, that it's on the windshield and not the bottom of their 'souls'  hmmm... soles? How about 'shoes'? see 'gobbledygook' for meaningful, understandable clarification.

Sports Enthusiasts:  Oh... Blue Jays dropped another one

The Justice System: Sucks! Headline reads: "Last woman hanged in UK granted conditional pardon 70 years after her death... it replaces the death penalty with a sentence of life imprisonment to recognize a profound injustice in this exceptional case... " What's truly profound is the  absurdity of thinking the above makes an iota of sense whatsoever when a typical simple disingenuous 'my bad' to the chest would 've accomplished the same thing. 

Disingenuous: An adjective describing someone who is insincere, calculating, or slightly dishonest, often by pretending to know less about a situation than they actually do. It typically applies when a person feigns frankness or hides the full truth to mislead others (AI)

The Hulk: would smash it and the justice system into oblivion. Just because.

Then, there’s Jeff: We say this with love, respect, awe, admiration and appreciation.

This was his response: Jeff pointing at the ‘splatter matters’ on the windshield, staring him in the face says,

"Birds... bad attitude"

​That’s it, that’s all folks! No harm, no foul, definitely no fowl. And we move on to 'where every man has gone before': Timmy's: NOT!

​Thank you Jeff for clearing all this up in the marvelous way, only you could.

Bev - Jeff - Al

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