Sunday, 15 June 2003
happy fa(lls)ther's day
We’ve lived in Rochester for six years now. But until today, we hadn’t made the 90-minute trip to Niagara Falls so that Gerald (and the boys) could see our local “wonder of the world.”
So today we packed everyone up in the car, and headed east west. It was a glorious day—70s and sunny. Traffic wasn’t bad at all, parking was easy to find near the park (the oldest state park in the US…betcha didn’t know that!), and we had a wonderful afternoon.
I grew up in Buffalo, so I’ve been to the falls on many occasions. But as with anything you grow up with, I took it for granted. I hadn’t actually been there in at least 15 years, so it was a wonderful trip for me, as well.
So, happy father’s day to all the dads out there reading this. Hope you had a great day, as well!
