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Friday, March 15, 2013
all the way from 'the spit'
while enjoying a trip to British Columbia in April, 2012 I realized I had little room for souvenirs. so I selected items carefully.
["lovely pieces of wood littered the beach at Goose Spit"]
I brought home two pieces of driftwood from 'the spit' near Comox, Vancouver Island. my father, RCNVR 8809, was stationed there for about 20 months during the second world war and I thoughtfully walked - about 70 years later - the same beaches he had as very young man. photo by gah