- jim Young “My bank balance is a constant reminder that I am safe from identity theft.” - anon DEFINITIONS Scammer: a person who deceives another into parting with their money or confidential information for personal gain. This can be done through personal contact, by phone, through the post office, by email or on the internet. Hacker: a scammer who uses computers and technology to gain unauthorized access to data. Facebook Imposter/Clone: a scammer who clones someone else’s Facebook account with the intention of hacking or scamming. Most often their intended target is not the owner of the Facebook account that has been cloned, but rather their friends. The Facebook Imposter Up Close & Personal I would imagine that in the hierarchy of scammers, hackers and Facebook Imposters, the Facebook Imposter is the lowest on the scale. If I were a hacker I would be embarrassed that these scumbags even exist. Of course I would also be embarrassed at my own existence as a hacker but the Fac...
Preparing For A Visit From St. Nicholas in 1959 - jim Young “Childhood joyland, mystic merry toyland, Once you pass its borders, you can ne’er return again.” - Glen MacDonough and Victor Herbert If you shop at Costco, you might think that the Christmas season begins in late July. However, I remember the days when Christmas items didn’t appear on the shelves in Woolworths until after the Hallowe’en stuff was put away in early November. The first snowfall of the season was an indication that Christmas was quickly approaching. The Eaton’s Santa Claus Parade on TV was also a pretty reliable sign that the time was nigh. But for me, Christmas officially began with an Eaton’s Christmas Catalogue. And Oh! What a glorious time it was! I remember coming home from school to see the Eaton’s Christmas Catalogue sitting with the mail on the passthrough to the dining room. I had two older sisters and I knew I would have to bide my time until they had a chance to have their rightful first look....
Peace Candle Photo Credits: Ron (The Magician) Walker & jim Young for Janice, Christmas 2025 In the days of our youth, we laughed, we dreamed. The world was ours or so it seemed. We loved, we shared and vowed to stay, In touch until our dying day. But the paths we chose led us different ways And this is where we are today. Time and tide will wait for none But when everything is said and done, Not all is done, nor all is said Not all is written, not all is read. The memories that we shared together, May be as fleeting as a windblown feather. But it’s memories that we hold so dear, And it’s the loss of those that we most fear. Think kind of me, my friend and I… I will kindly think of you. As we remember those times we shared, and the things we used to do. - jim Young
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