We even continued the tradition of picnics for years afterward. Here we are after our return to Winnipeg.
I have no idea where Evil Ivy is. Perhaps she is the one taking the picture, or maybe not because in this next picture,
my mother appears to have gone hunting for her. Probably got lost trying to find a toilet. I, on the other hand, have remained obediently behind to discuss world events with my father. Cousins Eileen and Susie are enjoying the outing along with Aunt Susan and Laura and our Amma. Notice that my father and I seem to have matching Hawaiian shirts. The very sparse grass could be growing out of beach sand but I’m inclined to think that we wee just picnicking in the dirt.
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