Bad day for swimming
Although my wife finds it a bit creepy, I enjoy visiting old cemeteries. You learn a lot about who the early settlers were. Sometimes you have to read between the lines, to find patterns in the lives and deaths. And sometimes read between the stones, to notice whole clans of people. I noticed this tombstone while browsing through an old cemetery in Ottawa south: What happened that two brothers drowned the same day? What would the family response be? The cemetery is right beside the Rideau River. Did the family live close to the river? Did the children learn to swim … Continue reading Bad day for swimming