Today is “Family Day” in Ontario.
Family day is a relatively recent holiday - instated the the year I retired…
Here’s a picture of our family taken in my parents’ condo in Kelowna quite a few years before that. The photo is dated July 1994, the year my father died. We had driven to Edmonton for his memorial service. He had died in Europe, while on vacation, and was buried there. Our kids were 10, 12 and 14 at the time.
We used to drive to Edmonton and Kelowna in August every few years when they were young - but that summer was definitely different. One of the "fun" things about that somber vacation was returning home not in one vehicle, but two. My mother had given us her car - so Terry and the boys travelled in our station wagon while my daughter and I followed them in our new-to-us white Topaz. (The kids loved having a "girls' car" and a "boys car.")
We tried to stay together as we drove across the continent - before cell phones existed. But inevitably at times the vehicles became separated in traffic. Looking back at that trip, it's a miracle we always managed to find each other in the end...
Memories!
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