Day 15 - Mary-Ellen (3rd person I approached)
January 15, 2014 - “It’s Mary-Ellen, with a hyphen in the middle.” I knew then that she’d talk to me. Mary-Ellen was born in Manitoba, and moved to Vancouver in 1966 with her parents and two brothers, one older and one younger. She’s not exactly sure why the family moved, but assumes it had something to do with the weather. As the only girl on her block, and with two brothers, her mother taught her not take any bullying from the boys.
Mary-Ellen told me with pride and a great big grin that she never married, and has no children. “I never wanted to. I wanted to travel, and I’ve seen the world. I don’t need anyone telling me what to do. I like to come and go as I please, and you can’t do that if you’re married!”
She was coming from an appointment with her Doctor, ”about a year ago, I started to have problems with my right eye. We’re still trying to figure out what’s wrong.”
Mary-Ellen retired in 1997, after working for 38 years as a care attendant to the elderly. “I spend my days collecting clothes and donations for local charities. It keeps me out of trouble.” She laughs and then says “no, I don’t mean. It doesn’t. My mother used to volunteer for charity and when she died, I wanted to keep it going, for her.” #notastranger