Thursday, February 19, 2015

On the Rocks

My father curled. Or so I've been told. Strangely enough, I have no recollection of him ever curling, or going to a curling rink to watch him curl. In fact, I don't think I've ever watched anyone curl in a rink. Curling is one great Canadian winter sport that has somehow passed me by. That said, I do know my dad curled as he had a couple of very small curling trophies that he had won. I know what you're thinking, that this is all leading up to an "A ha!" moment wherein I present newly-discovered photographic evidence that he curled. Well, no. Sorry. I think he gave up curling after his eye surgeries in the early 1960s before I was born. However, he did take some pictures of some other curlers in the late 1960s.


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