Nova Scotia...Twice
In late August of 1968 I, your lame blogger, accompanied by my beautiful bride, Ada, began married life with a honeymoon in Nova Scotia. Fifty-six years later, almost to the day, I returned to Nova Scotia to enjoy the unique charms of this magnificent province. Again I was lucky enough to be joined on this return trip by another beautiful companion: Nan, AKA TLOTH, The Lady of Two Harbors. I really don't know what I did to deserve these two experiences accompanied by such exceptional women. All I can say is I am one lucky blogger. The first visit to Nova Scotia was undertaken in our brand new 1968 British Racing Green Rambler American. Roll down windows. Three on the column. AM/FM radio. We spared no expense. Actually, we tried to spare every expense possible, given the starting salaries of our upcoming brand new post-college jobs, hers a teaching job in Newton and mine a reporter's job at the Quincy Patriot Ledger. If you combined both salaries, you wouldn't have enough to...