220930 chestnuts
September 30 Finding the chestnuts while we were in Toronto this month, reminded me. Every year, when I was a child, in September, we went to Niagara Falls. My parents and five children piled into ("piled in" is an expression that somehow has evolved for a number of people getting into a vehicle, funny) the family sedan. My parents always had a sedan, never a station wagon, which in the fifties and sixties was the vehicle of choice for large families. Vans still had only two seats in those days, the property of businesses and soon, hippies. The giant family vans with three rows of seats that many families have now, had not yet been dreamed up. My father's sedan had a bench seat in the front, another difference that we don't see now. So one of us got to ride in the front with mom and dad and we switched out at each stop and probably often mid-drive, just climb over. My eldest brother was fourteen when I was five, so I remember it being mostly me and my little brother ...