First Day in Brock Vegas

The day after we arrived Bruce and I got into the car and drove into town. It didn't disappoint me at all. We drove in from the west end on King Street and then suddenly I was home. I loved it. I had to be at my Aunt Verta & Uncle Don's at 1 pm so we had about 3 hours to wonder around. We kept mostly downtown and I took a ton of photos. I pointed out all the sites to Bruce. I must have bored him to tears. The first place that we had to go to was Manoll's Fish & Chips. I have been dreaming of Manoll's for years. There are two fish & chip shops in Brockville, Don's and Manoll's and the debate has been going on for years as to which one is the best. I think the town is pretty well split in half on the issue. Don's is across from the beer store so I can see where they are popular but I've always been a Manoll's girl. We bought the fish & chips, wrapped up in newspaper of course, and headed down to the water to eat. Man they were good! Then we walked around some more and I took more photos. It was a bit cloudy so I may retake them. Brockville is generally the same. The buildings are all there but the stores in them have changed a bit, and some are exactly the same. There are a lot more upscale pubs downtown which is nice.

We drove out to the east end of town to Aunt Verta's and I missed the house we lived in, drove right past it. I did see it later and it seemed much smaller than I remembered. Dad & Lena's first house in Brockville was huge to my 11 year old eyes but it really wasn't that large. I had a pleasant visit with my aunt and uncle. It was their first time meeting Bruce so that was special to me. I have been blessed in my life to have some pretty amazing aunts and Aunt Verta is the best of the lot. She raised me when I was 10-11 so I've always considered her my "other mother." She is actually my step aunt but you will never hear her or her family use the word "step" around me. I was always part of the Cornforth family.

After our visit we headed out to Addison to have supper with my dear old friend Margaret Ann and her husband Darrell. Margaret Ann lived 2 doors down when I lived with Aunt Verta and Uncle Eddie on Glengarry Rd. and we were joined at the hip in those days. Later, since we went to different high schools we parted our ways but she was always in my life. I'd hear from Aunt Verta how she was doing. Later, through the wonders of Facebook, we got back together and have been steadfast friends again. We had a lot of adventures when we were kids with my cousins George Henry and Albert. The four of us were pretty close in those days. It was a wonderful visit, we played horseshoes and Wii. Bruce and her husband Darrell hit it off well too. He's a wonderful guy.

After that, it was home to bed and boy was I tired.