New Brunswick

I arrived in Halifax last Tuesday and my little brother picked me up at the airport and drove me to Moncton. My little brother is 60 which is beyond belief for me. Now I am on day 5 of my Canadian holiday and loving every minute. Jane and I get up in the morning when we feel like it, drink coffee, read the newspaper and talk. We get dressed and talk some more. We go here and there, talking all the way. It is so great to be with someone who has the same childhood history and a better memory. We went out to a tiny little place in the country called Goshen. Some of our great grandparents lived and farmed around there but they were buried in another place ten miles away called Mechanic Settlement so we had to go there to find the gravestones. And there they were. Jane has some family history stuff and these people had families of 7 to 15 children. They originally came from Ireland around the time of the famine. We had such a good day that we thought we would take a trip to Ireland maybe next year for some more tombstones. We’re not great family historians but we do like a few bevies and Irish pubs so it could all work quite well.