and what a ride it was!
I said I was Parky-brained. In my first day-3 post I didn’t say anything about my arrival at the Travelodge where we’re staying. When I finally arrived, almost out of juice, I was met by a line of cheerleaders – some from our travelling road show and a large cohort from the local Parksville/Qualicum support group. Doug Pickard, with his endless energy, had recruited and organized a well oiled welcoming machine. But wait, there’s more. There was the presentation of a cheque for more than $1000 from a recent garage sale and a potluck meal that couldn’t be beat.
If you’re going to get Parkinson’s, you could do much worse than to be living in Parksville/Qualicum.
Here are some pictures that Doug sent me.
Welcoming committee at the Travelodge entrance.
Definitely a sight for sore eyes!
Alf and Brett Arriving.
Alf arriving with Grandson — no, wait — It’s Brett…
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