Saturday, March 10, 2012

March 10, 2012. Western Head, Nova Scotia. David and Marion.

They are true Nova Scotians.   Marion was born and raised in the big old house right next to their present home while David lived across two train tracks on the south of town.  Five cousins live within one mile.  They are one of the most industrious couple I have ever met.  But the best aspect of these folks is that they do not complain about their situation.   It is fascinating to spend an evening with them in their home.   Ken and I and Gill are polar opposites from Marion and David.

They still camp.   Next year they will take the ferry to Newfoundland and camp for several weeks, something they have done every five years their whole married life.   But this trip will be special, as they will celebrate their fiftieth wedding anniversary, so they are younger than us, but not much younger.   And they both still run races.   This year they move into the next level of competition, into the over 70 year old, so they expect to win a few races.

Tonight, we were invited to dinner in their home, along with Gill.   We talked a lot about old relatives, and senility, and traveling.   They had three sons and always camped with the boys and now they have eight grandchildren.   Their traveling included the Maritime provinces and Newfoundland and even though they were never wealthy, they always did whatever they wanted to do and never complained a minute.  It is such a pleasure to meet such good people, and to call them friends.

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