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| Albion Dam |
It will be a year tomorrow since my father’s passing. Coronavirus has upset our lives in so many ways, but none more than in the people it has taken from us. I often heard people say of their loved ones “I think of them every day”, and wondered how that could be true. It is true – I think of him every day.
It was spring 1987 when my father bought his first canoe - a Wenonah Spirit II. It was sometime early that summer when we did our first trip together – Albion to Manville on the Blackstone. This was long before the bike path was built. We put-in on the mill trench across the street from the Albion Mill and paddled upstream to the Manville Dam. I remember wondering about the concrete piers in the river, and my father worrying about scratching his new boat in the shallow, rocky water below the Manville Dam.
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| Manville Dam |
Little did I know on that trip how many times I would end up paddling this section of the Blackstone, or how much I would enjoy boating later in my life. This was just a nice summer trip out on the river with my dad. I paddled this section last year on the day he passed, and it was cold and raw. It was cold and raw again today, but still good to be out on the water.
Rest in peace Dad - thinking of you always.
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