Niagara Falls
Mom and I arrived at Buffalo Airport around midnight after a long trip through Newark on July 26, 2016. On the 27th, we drove to Uncle Ron and Aunt Joanne's house on Grand Island. Ron had been
in the hospital for a week with pneumonia, so Jo and I went to bring him home. My uncle has been enduring multiple illnesses for many years, but his mind is a sharp as any, and he maintains a great sense of humor.
The next day, Mom and I revisited the Falls and did something neither of us had ever done, even though we spent so many years in Niagara Falls: we went on the Maid of the Mist, the tourist boat that travels to the bottom of the American and Canadian falls. We had a great time on it!
Later, I went with Aunt Jo to visit the graves of my cousin Rhonda, Gidlow grandparents, and great-grandma Gidlow. When we got back, Aunt Jo cooked a feast of a dinner! We had a wonderful time catching up with one another.
Mom and I arrived at Buffalo Airport around midnight after a long trip through Newark on July 26, 2016. On the 27th, we drove to Uncle Ron and Aunt Joanne's house on Grand Island. Ron had been
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