One of my husband’s (two) best friends and his wife are visiting from Germany. A few years ago I was not able to attend the wedding because of work reasons so Hj went alone. Hj goes regularly home for business but I have not been to Germany in nearly 10 years. Sadly, I have not seen M in a long, long time and I never met K until yesterday. The time together was good. They are bright and interesting people with lots of wonderful stories and ideas: it has been a real delight, but an ever too short visit.
While they are here for only a short window of time, we wanted them to see a couple of special spots around Hamilton, so here is what we did.
We drove around a bit of the waterfront, past the Dundurn Castle which is a National Historical Site, into the huge graveyard across the street (graveyards are very different there than here). We stopped to see a couple of Hamilton’s waterfalls. Then we took a short drive to visit Her Majesty’s Royal Chapel of the Mohawks which is another National Historic Site and it is located not too far from here in Brantford. We also visited the Woodland Cultural Centre which sits beside the notorious Mush Hole. We stopped and had a bite to eat at a local Indian Buffet. Then we split for a bit, K went to Yoga: M watched soccer: Hj and I attended services for the late great Lincoln Alexander who lived very near our house a few years ago and who died on October the 19th.
After this we all got together again here at our small house, where we chatted until a few minutes ago.
For Lincoln Alexander, I thought it fitting to add a few apt words which I believe the man lived by. These words are from White Elk:
When you were born, you cried
and the world rejoiced.
Live your life
so that when you die,
the world cries and you rejoice.