Let's go to Newfoundland, circa 1976. Clockwise from top left - my brother, my Sainted Mother, my cousin Valerie, and Miniature Rose. My Dad is taking the picture.
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- A transplanted Canadian, married to a retired American soldier. Mother of a sixteen year old young man who is one of a kind. Homeschooler. Registered Nurse. Unapologetic treehugging liberal. Photographer. Quilter. Knitter. Perpetually sleep-deprived queen of unfinished crafting projects. Goddess of laundry. Strangely obsessed with haiku. Welcome to my world!
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If my feeble memory serves me well, that picture was taken at the Golden Arm campground, on the shore of Bras d'or Lake North Sidney NS on the morning we sailed for "The Rock".
TOG
Wow, great memories!!
But, it's a bit funny, because I've often thought that we did the trip in the brown Ford pickup - I think this is because there is a photo at my childhood home with your family and the brown truck. Well, I'd say I'm losing it, but I've had that memory for quite a while, so it's a faulty memory created when I was a child.
You did have a brown Ford truck, right? But was it ever in this neck of the woods?
Still, excellent memories, even if they are a bit wonky on my part.
My ongoing Thanks and Gratitude to my Sainted Aunt and Uncle, and my cousins!
Love,
Valerie
I think we had the brown Ford Supercab by the time we visited PEI in 1978.
Ah, that would explain my memory. At least I hope it does!!
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