Fifty summers ago, I was working at the Prince of Wales Hotel in Alberta. My roommate was Adrian, a fellow with a British accent. I think for both of us it was our first time living away from home.
Adrian wanted to host a party in our room. He sent out invites to the employees and we stocked up on pop and snacks. Around 8:00 one evening, we were ready. We sat on our beds and waited for our friends to show. We waited until 8:30 and then 9:00. No one came.
Adrian’s pain filled the room. It certainly flooded over me. Such a deep sigh of sadness. Both of our heads dropped down. There wasn’t much to say.
That memory of the dorm room at the PW is still vivid today. Human beings should not do such things to each other.
Earlier this week, I heard about a boy named Kade in Corner Brook, Newfoundland who had sent out invitations to his 11th birthday party. Dad agonized on Twitter with the news that none of those friends showed up. “I’m asking my Twitter friends to show him some love today.” There was a photo attached of Kade in his Toronto Maple Leafs jersey, proudly displaying his birthday cake adorned with hockey players in the icing.
And what happened, you ask. Lots.
50,000 happy birthday messages, including some from Leafs players
A phone call from the Leafs’ captain John Tavares, wishing Kade well and letting him know that a big surprise was coming his way
An Air Canada flight from Newfoundland to Toronto
A lovely hotel suite
Meeting the players at their morning skate today
Cool seats for the Leafs’ game with the Philadelphia Flyers tonight
There is love in the world
Somewhere Adrian is smiling