From Dianna:
Saturday when I arrived at YVR to collect Michael I was drawn upstairs by the sound of a live piano and vocalist. A few people were dancing and on the sidelines was an older couple, she in a wheelchair, with a young woman perhaps their daughter. Luggage and coats piled alongside as they, too, enjoyed the moment.
Then, the man got up, extended his hands to the older woman who slowly rose from her wheelchair then they danced slowly and in perfect sync around the base of the Bill Reid sculpture.
It was a movie moment, but in real life.
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The Spirit of Haida Gmail is brilliant, and the Birks Clock of our jet age.