A friend and her husband, who are traveling out east this week, texted me a short video of Niagara Falls this evening. That brought back a wash of memories or a gush of memories, any way, lots of memories of visits to the falls over the years. Most recently, about three years ago, I was there with some friends over the 4th of July, and the fireworks over and through the falls were quite spectacular. Another time, many years earlier (sometime in the 80s) I traveled there with my husband and our two kids. On that trip we spent a fun day on the American side then went to the Canadian side to spend the night and do some sightseeing the next day. At that time the parks and gardens on the Canadian side were quite spectacular. For some reason we spent that night in a motel instead of camping, and as we looked out of our window that evening we saw a sigh down the street for a souvenir shop, but this particular sign was half burned out so it just said SOUV. We did a little shopping there the next day, nothing particularly memorable, but that sign became imbedded in our family psyche and forever after we have referred to souvenirs as souvs. Silly, I know, but not all family memories are epic.
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