Reader to Reader: December 2, 2023

One recent afternoon, I was accosted by a man, obviously mentally ill, but bigger and stronger than I. As I was waiting alone for the light to change at the intersection of Waterman Avenue and Wellington Road, when he lunged at me and grabbed the straps of my shoulder purse. If its contents were only money, I would have surrendered the handbag, but it was filled with irreplaceable documents I was delivering to my husband, a patient at Parkwood veterans’ care. I could not lose this battle, and turns out I had allies. Read More