Summer of 54
Me in the Betty Marie
I think this was the summer of 54. We had a small boat and every Sunday we would go out to the breakwater that protected the entrance to the Welland Canal. There were about 15 families who would meet each week. I didn’t know until I was older that this wasn’t a typical picnic.
Yes, my Dad let me drive the boat once in a while.
I think this was the summer of 54. We had a small boat and every Sunday we would go out to the breakwater that protected the entrance to the Welland Canal. There were about 15 families who would meet each week. I didn’t know until I was older that this wasn’t a typical picnic.
Yes, my Dad let me drive the boat once in a while.
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