I am missing my Dad quite a bit these days. He died in 1983...a long time to be missing someone. He loved the outdoors and spending time at our family cottage near Gravenhurst. A humble little place, but so many wonderful & incredible summers, family fun etc. A black and white TV to keep us amused on rainy days. He always seemed to have a little project going on. I enjoyed having my morning coffee in our screened in porch & at nighttime you could hear the mosquitoes lurking around, but they were banished from our porch. Looking out over the lake...a free light show, loons saying hello & a rum & coke for Loocie.
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