Steve and me
My favourite cousin came to visit on the weekend. Steve's daughter goes to the University of Ottawa, so anytime he's in town to drop her off or pick her up, he comes to stay the night with us. We went out Sunday night for dinner and beer at Jack's Pub in Williamstown and had a great evening. I was the designated driver, so no beer for me, but I'm not much of a drinker anyway. I'm the shame of my Irish family!
Speaking of Williamstown, if you are looking for rare and special books, check out the website of our friend David, who lives in Williamstown and runs a book-selling business from his home:
He ships all over the world! And he does it from one of the oldest surviving buildings in Ontario, Sir John Johnson House:
"We operate from the historic 1784 U E Loyalist village of Williamstown, Ontario, named for Sir William Johnson of New York and from the historic 1784 house of David Thompson, mapmaker of the North West Company and of the Rev John Bethune of Skye, chaplain to the Loyalist regiments of the Revolutionary War in America. Our interests and specialities relate to this historical period."
Check out David's website!
But I digress. Back to Steve. When I was a young teen, and Steve was going through a permed-hair-and-moustache phase, I thought he looked just like Tom Selleck. He seemed
impossibly cool! Steve is six years older than me, so we weren't close as kids. Instead, I hung around with his younger brothers and admired him from afar. His brothers and I used to listen to Steve's Alice Cooper records. As I recall, we were not supposed to be touching Steve's vinyl collection, and he was not pleased to find us doing so. But Steve's musical influence led me to become a member of the Alice Cooper Fan Club at the ripe old age of ten.
About eight years ago, Steve's son started his first year at Dalhousie University. Gordon and I were living in Nova Scotia at the time, so Steve asked if they could stay with us while Steve got his son all set up in Halifax. A six-year age gap seems less significant when you are in your 30s and 40s. We hit it off and really enjoyed each other's company. He feels like the big brother I never had but always wanted.
Now we see each other a couple of times a year, and it's always fun.
Our dogs and cats love Steve too. He has a very gentle, nice way with animals and they just think he's the greatest thing since the invention of catnip and dog cookies.As you can see, Gordon likes him too!