As a kid, I spent a week every summer at my Aunt and Uncle’s log cabin in Quebec. I looked forward to this week every year. The cabin was built by hand with no electricity by my Aunt’s father in the 60’s. My memories of this place are so crystal clear and full of joy. My Uncle was a big part of that. He was always tinkering around, fixing this and that and waiting for the wind to blow so he could get out on the water. He was the first person I’d ever seen windsurf and he did it well. A few cottages down, my Aunt’s brother had an A-frame perched up high above the shore. I think I was only inside of it once, but every time we were out on the water I could see it looking down on me. It was a thing of beauty. I have always thought about that A-frame.
A couple of years ago, we purchased a 2.5 acre parcel of land adjacent to my wife’s childhood friend’s cottage in Red Bay, Ontario. This is a special place to my wife. She had spent much of her teenage years traipsing through the beautiful forest in all seasons and felt a real connection to the area. When it came time to build, I tried a few times to get my Uncle out to help but I didn’t push it, as I knew he wasn’t well. Sadly, just as we finished the build, he passed. Throughout the construction process, I always had him in the back of my mind. “What would Uncle Frank do?” I’d ask myself. He always tried to keep things simple. So, with that in mind, I too tried to keep things simple. He may not be here to experience this with me and my family but he instilled something in me that I am now sharing with my 3 children and their mom.
The joy we feel when we are the “A” is something special and we can’t wait to share it with those who will be staying here this summer and many more to come.
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