I only found out that Drew was going by complete accident a week ago. His mother had called from Scugog, worried that the concert had been cancelled. The girls, women now actually, had announced back at the end of January that they were going to be closing their tour early, ending the North American circuit back in Toronto. Being a very busy person, and not a fan, she had just heard the news recently. She wasn’t aware of the details, and was concerned that Drew was going to be crushed.
I know you didn’t intend to ignite what happened. You’re not that type of person, and I’m sorry for my initial reaction. What I should have done initially after first reading your open email was to have gone and taken a walk, and then come back and reread your email, but I didn’t.
Personally, I would hope that you continue doing what it is that you are doing, speaking out on Addiction, Security, Safety, Mental Health, but I feel that you need to take into consideration that there will always be other sentiments, even contrary ones to those that you wish to bring to the Residents of 250 Davenport Road’s attention. You need to take these into respect as well.
For example, most Provincial and City Governments (seeOntario Lunatic Asylum) used to have a policy of removing those people who had been deemed unfit for proper society, and placing them in Asylums, using the reasoning that it was for "Public Safety" as the official excuse. Most of these unfortunates who were placed inside were subjected to the cruelest indignities and treated horribly. Because of their mental health issues, they were unable to defend themselves, and many died. On a historical note, the same architect who designed the old Don Jail, also was the creator of the Ontario Lunatic Asylum
It was really only in the latter part of the 20th Century that the public began to view these unfortunates as actual people (a number of delicious scandals also helped), not to just be hidden away and forgotten, but to be treated with dignity and respect despite their problems. Still, the damage wrought by these Institutions of Health can not be forgotten just overnight. There are residents in this very building, I will add, that were incarcerated at some of these places you wish were available. They still have nightmares stemming from those times. Can you imagine the distress, the fear, and anger you regretfully brought up by even suggesting such a thing?
I know, I know. That wasn’t what you intended when you spoke out about what you believe. Believe you me, I understand now.
I apologize again for you feeling as though I ganged up on you. I’ll even admit that in going over what I wrote that I can definitely see where you get that impression. I can’t speak though for the others, but I’m certain that they will get over it in time.
What’s done is done, and it’s time now to move forward.
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Sucks to be you 😛
My heart goes out to all the home and business owners for your loss. Toronto’s Queen West areas boasts some of the places I truly enjoy strolling through. It is an area of the City that makes everyone who comes down there feel like they can fit in.
I can only hope that whatever finally goes in to replace these lost treasures embraces that spirit, rather than sunbvert and replace it.
You have recently been given a newfound freedom. You are a very hopeful individual with a unique and creative mind. However you do not like being told what to do, and value your independence. You have a good deal of patience but may be a little insecure about yourself. However your independence will put you into new, challenging situations and you will find courage you did not know you had.
That’s right! In this temperature! When stories about the difference between frost bite and frost nip are being published on the City News website, Drew was going walk from here, at 250 Davenport Road all the way to his work place Fast Trac Computers and Networking Ltd. on Brock Street.
I’m not quite sure why Drew would not mention something like this to me. I had to fish around, getting the answer I wanted at around 23h25 last night. I’m thinking that next time, just asking "Do you have any money this week for rent and/or and groceries?" will save me time. Once again, his boss GERRY is late in paying him (when he does at all), leaving Drew in such a lurch that he was going to stubbornly RISK his health rather than simply ask me if he could borrow a bus ticket
Drew’s not doing himself, or me, any favours by continuously holding this type of information close to his chest, and I’m not sure why he’s doing so. Even worse, whether I can even allow myself to care at this point.
I understand that a person has a right to privacy. There are some things in life that are truly no one else’s business. I can respect that. But, there’s a difference between that and actually withholding pertinent information.
When I was partying, my parents were keeping a safety net over my expenses by limiting access to my money. This assured me that no matter what, my rent was paid, as were my phone and cable bills.
Drew cannot continue to think that my safety net can be his for much longer. In the real world, if he was living on his own, he would have already been forced to make the tough decision and leave what I consider a dead end job, to find something more secure. His inability to make a decision is not just impacting on his world, but on mine.
I really can’t keep this up, and honestly, I shouldn’t have to, but I will hold fast for a bit longer and hope that things between Drew and Gerry get caught up with financially.