Anything about trains and Mac's eyes light up, and so when we discussed train trips he remembered our big first trip, and that was our honeymoon. He usually remembers that we had a kind of book of tickets - but they were passes as we went by train to Miami, and we travelled on various railways. He used to remember the names of these railways, but now doesn't but he did remember that each railway had a separate pass, of course his main pass was with CN. Washington was he thought our first stop, and how beautiful all the crab apple trees were in blossom that I remembered, he remembered that the conductor gave us his seat until he could find us better ones. (really?) when i said that, Mac said well he was joking...well who knows.
He remembered the people we met, especially two girls Olga and Rosie, who had reservations at the Arlington hotel. We, being such greenhorns did not have a reservation, and Miami was packed with conventioneers - so although we had planned to stay at a hotel recommended by friends, it was completely booked, luckily we went with the two girls...and lucky it was as we had such a fun honeymoon. The two girls attracted some really interesting people, (men) and along with the guys, a cute couple from New York.
By the end of the honeymoon, Olga and Rosie became friends, and in time Olga became Aunt Olga to our children, we visited her in Steubenville ohio, and she visited us in our first apartment. We corresponded through the years, and now we have pictures of the fun times but no longer have our friend, as she passed on a few years ago. But Mac remembered her and the men - two brothers from New jersey, amazing.
This led us to remembering how we lugged items for our first home, an apartment on Barclay...at that time all those apartements were brand new. The apartments, the people and we too are old , and so the song has ended but the melody lingers on, and so does the memory..
Oh and lucky for us Mac's memory clued us in yesterday when Valerie
ac and I arrived at the lake, it was Mac who said "hey where is the raft' and where was it? We all stood on the deck and scanned the lake - there was the runaway raft across the lake. Good for Val who spotted it, she and i rowed over attached it to our boat and Val rowed like the dragon boater she is and got it back home. With help from our pal Bruce she got it back in place with a new cinder block..
Now we're home and Mac is saying - hmm is our raft still there, we'll have to keep track. And so we will as it's in our collective memory. hope...g'nite
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