My sister's and I learnt to row a boat on the river behind our grandparent's house in Oxford Mills. This was, at that time, a small farming village not far away from Ottawa. There was an telephone operator in the grocery and hardware shop who would pass through (and listen into) the telephone calls to the various residents.
Anyhoo.. there was a river behind our grandparent's home and we were allowed to take the heavy red rowing boat and row up to the cemetery and back. We were not allowed to go into the direction of the dam. Those were the simple rules we had to keep to.
There were a lot of wonderful dragon flies, frogs, painted turtles and birds to discover. There were also dangers... snapping turtles and blood suckers. A child's paradise.
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