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Saturday Jun 10, 2017 #
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slept:8.5
Canham family reunion weekend on the shore of the St. Lawrence Seaway near Morrisburg - a gathering of descendants of my Dad's mother and her siblings, all of them gone now. There were 81 people in attendance; a number of west coast family members sent regrets. Most of our extended family lives in eastern Ontario, and I have no first cousins so there were many people I hadn't met - especially children and grandchildren - and it had been years since I'd seen most of the others. Very nice - and I know we all appreciated the detailed name tags. :)
Mom and I visited the house where she was born and lived until she went to university. It has changed but is still recognizable.
We also visited the house in the nearby town where Dad was born. As kids, we visited both of these houses regularly so I have my own memories, especially of the dairy farm Dad grew up on where I got to help out.
We walked around a block in Mom's home town and she stopped at one point. "My childhood friend ran a jewellery store here for 50 years." It's a used book store now and Mom is in her 80s so it made me a little sad when she decided to go in to see if her friend was there. Incredibly, she was! Shirley had retired for five years but decided to start a new business. They hugged and had tears in their eyes as they told us stories of riding their bikes out of town to have picnics and buying a single milkshake at Mom's uncle's store because they couldn't afford two. They got in trouble for passing notes in class. They fondly remembered each other's parents. All of this happened 70+ years ago but they remembered it like yesterday. It was really nice. :)
We visited several cemeteries to pay respects to other relatives, then we went to the main reunion, which was lots of fun. No training this weekend but that's OK. We were asked to wear Canadian colours, in case you're wondering!
Mom and I visited the house where she was born and lived until she went to university. It has changed but is still recognizable.
We also visited the house in the nearby town where Dad was born. As kids, we visited both of these houses regularly so I have my own memories, especially of the dairy farm Dad grew up on where I got to help out.
We walked around a block in Mom's home town and she stopped at one point. "My childhood friend ran a jewellery store here for 50 years." It's a used book store now and Mom is in her 80s so it made me a little sad when she decided to go in to see if her friend was there. Incredibly, she was! Shirley had retired for five years but decided to start a new business. They hugged and had tears in their eyes as they told us stories of riding their bikes out of town to have picnics and buying a single milkshake at Mom's uncle's store because they couldn't afford two. They got in trouble for passing notes in class. They fondly remembered each other's parents. All of this happened 70+ years ago but they remembered it like yesterday. It was really nice. :)
We visited several cemeteries to pay respects to other relatives, then we went to the main reunion, which was lots of fun. No training this weekend but that's OK. We were asked to wear Canadian colours, in case you're wondering!