16C Overcast. Got back last night on the 8pm ferry after attending the Senior BC Games in Kamloops. WE won the Silver in bowling mixed quads. Yeah!
Got a way from Kamloops early after deciding not to attend closing ceremonies. But traffic through the Fraser valley and out through Delta was terrible and instead of making the 5 pm ferry we were in time for the 6 but by that time a 2 sailing wait. Oh well we did get home.

One memory that is imprinted indelibly in my mind is Doctor Pearce in rain slicks, peering ahead into the rain his mustached mouth curled up in a grin and his round glasses beaded with rain drops.  I think he must have been pretty happy too.

  In summer the Garden Bay lagoon was our private swimming hole, and it wasn’t until many years later that I came to realize how fortunate for us and our parents that we had such a wonderful place to swim and frolic. I am sure that that too is a memory the four children carried with them.

  John and I roamed the bush and beaches sometimes with his dog and sometimes with mine, seldom with them both because for some reason the two dogs never got past the ‘stiff leg’ stage. Perhaps it was jealousy or perhaps it was something about turf, who knows?

  Our family eventually moved the couple of miles to Irvine’s Landing so our friendship became a bit at arms length. But we managed to play at school and squeezed in Saturday now and then.

  Then one day, word came that THE WAR WAS OVER! As a kid I was aware that a WAR was going on, but I for one, in spite of the stories told by the Pearce family and living where I did could hardly fathom what it was all about.