Sunday, June 17, 2012 Father's Day Fun

Today we spent most of the day at Valerie's home, celebrating the day..Mac had a hard time realizing it was all for him..  He kept saying to me I'm not the only father, there are other fathers here.  The answer from Glenna Valerie Gaye, Maureen and Les,  you are our dad and it's your day.  Then i said well they celebrate their dads at their own home..oh o.k. said Mac.  He interacted with the family , and particularly with his great grandchild Finley.  He loves to look at her and say hellooo   she smiles constantly at him and is the sweetest little angel, what a pleasure.    A perfect day, and perfect food, I'd go into the various gourmet delights, the swimming, the wonderful grandkids, but this is supposed to be about Mac's memory so I'll forgo that; but while we were eating he did have some memories.

one of which was how he used to go to the beach at the Bay of Fundy in St. Johns, this was during the war years - he used to take the train to visit his sister and brother in law,Gertrude and Bill,  he went each summer for several years, travelling alone.  The train ride was always a thrill, and swimming with friends in the cold bay of Fundy he said once you were in, you stayed, as it was too cold to go in and out.. He always points out that he got his terrific tan in those days and never lost it..everyone marvels at his tan as even today the kids said wow Granmac you are so brown, and as usual he says, yes well i never lose my tan it's there all year.
When we left the youngest of the grandchildren - olivier and noah, i asked did you have a lot of fun, a medium amount of fun, or a little bit of fun...they said 'a little bit of fun'   i said well i had a medium amount of fun, until it came to the food then i had a lot of fun, but now I'm too fat..no fun...i asked mac the same question later, after telling him what the grandchildren said   He said - A lot of FUN of course, because you were there...well on that note, goodbye to Father's day.
Later we talked about his days in St. Henri, I mentioned how he said when a friend mentioned they were taking a trip, "i want to take a trip too, to St. henri.'    well we will do that..we talked about his friend Bob and how he used to play Lacrosse on the street.  later i guess that memory came back and he mentioned we should go to those houses, one above the other..again this is our cottages up north.  He remembered that his lacrosse sticks were up there in the attic.  Les said its o.k. dad i have them now and we'll bring them up north and play lacrosse.  he mentioned we should really bring some of the stuff we have up there home..  i said don't worry when the day comes that we do not go up there anymore, we will bring home what we want or need.