By Barb Cornelsen – St. Catharines, Ont.
St. Catharines is situated on Lake Ontario and when I was a child, we’d go down to Port Dalhousie to the park for the carnival-like rides and to swim.
Most of the time I was with my grandmother who seemed to favour me with a lot of her time.
Maybe it was because I wanted to be with her so much, while the other grandchildren would rather spend time with their friends.
One weekend she told me we were going on a large ship that went from St. Catharines across the lake to Toronto.
Some went on the trip to shop, while others never get off the ship – simply returning for the ride. That was our plan.
Neither my grandmother nor I realized that if I got sick in a car from motion, I’d probably do the same on a ship which moved constantly and rocked quite a bit from time to time.
I spent most of my time going across the lake with my head hung over the side, losing my lunch.
I don’t remember even seeing Toronto or coming home. I can’t remember where I was, but was probably asleep on a deck chair.