Family ties
My parents, my sister and I came to Alberta from Germany after the war. In 1981, after 30 years in Canada, I went for the first time, with my mother, back to the country of my birth for a family reunion along the Rhine River. There were about 60 people I was related to, all of whom I had known only through pictures and letters. It was a wonderful feeling to have family, as we have no relatives in Canada. In 1988 my husband and I took our two children overseas, and since then, most of my cousins, their families and my aunt and uncle have come to visit us -- some as many as three times. Every time we fly back to Germany to visit them, it is like going home.
-- Erika Foley, Wainwright, Alta.
A new beginning
My most meaningful trip happened in April 2001 when I, with my husband and our two sons, came to Canada to live. We left our family and friends behind in England to start a new life here. Four years later, our lives are so different. Our sons are settled and we have met some incredibly warm and wonderful people who are like family to us.
--Jane Holloway, Elora, Ont.
Building special bonds
A few years ago my 10-year-old grandson Nick and I went touring Europe for a month, and sharing this experience created a special bond between us. We visited his Italian relatives in Italy and explored his ancestry. He helped carry my bags; hailed taxis, and remembered the bus numbers and street names when my memory failed me. We laughed together as he spit from the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris, and rode the rides of Euro Disneyland. To this day, we share our fond memories of Europe and he will always be my favorite travelling companion and soul mate.
--Judy, via Internet
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