Terry and I recently spent some time in Kingston, Ontario - a historic city on Lake Ontario.
We were lucky enough to get a hotel room overlooking the lake...
We saw a few boats in the water - and the ferry to Wolf Island...
But I imagine it was a cold ride...
Later we spent a few hours wandering along the water's edge near our hotel...
Battery Park...
The Marine Museum...
We saw relics of Kingston's marine history along the beach...
There are many reminders of Kingston's important role in Canada's history...
... when travel by water was faster than travel on land,
We also noticed ducks in the water...
They didn't seem to mind the cold November breeze that had us bundling up.
This monument beside the lake was especially sad. Erected in memory of 1500 Irish immigrants who died of typhus 160 years ago - after fleeing the famine in Ireland and braving the Atlantic Ocean to come to the New World, only to die here - it reminded me of my maternal grandfather - who also died of typhus in Europe in 1921 when he was only 30. Fortunately, typhus is a disease we rarely hear about these days.
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