I Take Me a Trip (13)

One Good Journal

I took a journal with me during my motorcycle ride to Halifax - to bury my father at sea - in 2010. Yup, it comes in pretty handy now as I share details about the trip. Details: A lot of highs. A few lows. I got home safely. So, it was a good trip. Change that - it was a great, great trip.

Read more at Gord's new blog, Faint Footsteps, WW2.

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