Ottawa Friday for my nephew Neil's funeral. We stayed with the family for a visit. Made the acquaintance of two fine young great-nephews who grew up when I wasn't looking I was able to tell them a few things they would never have known about great-great-great grandparents who came to Scotland from Ireland in the mid-nineteenth century. I felt good about that.
After, we went to Cobden, White Water Rafting country , home of Neil's brother, Patrick and wife Patti, parents of Derek and Shane, great-nephews mentioned above.
My son Martin and wife Marnie and daughter Theresa and I had a fine evening re-cementing family connections. Renewing a commitment to life.
We had breakfast together and drove home on Saturday through Algonquin Park on a glorious day throughout.
A little puddle on my driveway was frozen at six in the evening ,which meant we had enjoyed two extremely pleasant Spring days four or five hundred miles north. They were not quite as nice here
We saw a lot of beautiful country, many small places, all with an air of well-being about them.
Monday, 8 March 2010
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