The first weekend of October Marie and I had to go to Montreal to replace one of our solar batteries, taking advantage of the nice weather the next day to spend some time with the grandkids. It was another warm, beautiful early fall day when we drove down to the small village of Saint-Chrysostome, to visit the gravesite of Marie's Mother and Father. On the way back we found a small playground for the kids in Saint-Rémi and picked up some pumpkins, before heading home again. They say just an hour with your grandkids can make you young. Truth be told after this day we both felt like teenagers again! gws
