Lake Placid

Cannot believe I never put these up. Auntie Linda has probably been waiting?

After Leonard's passing, Jeff & I were distraught.  Simply unbearably depressed.  My Aunt Linda reminded me tht we were welcome to visit, I had not seen her since high school, she is my fathers only sister.  We flew dad down from SLC to watch the dogs and we flew to upstate New York.  It was just what we needed and I had so much fun reconnecting with Linda and Jimmie.  I wish we lived closer, Linda & I are kindred spirits.   I took HUNDREDS of photos but only have the patience to upload these.  :)

Main Street at dusk

Aunt Lindas Self Portrait (I have a grade school photo of myself that looks just like this)

Jimmie, Linda, me, Jeff

At our awesome hotel right on Lake Placid

Beautiful fog & sunrises outside our door every morning

Stephen Huneck's Dog Chapel in Vermont, I was crying before I even went in the front door.

On the ferry to Vermont

My Uncle Johns grave.  We took a few swigs of the whiskey and dumped the rest on his grave.  It was a token from my father to his brother.  Sadly, they were estranged at the time of his passing.

At our hotel on Lake Placid.  My Aunt Linda & Jeff.

Memorials at The Dog Chapel.  See the photo of Leonard & Candy?

The Dog Chapel, Vermont.  One of THE most magical places I have ever visited.  Tragically, Stephen Huneck, the man who built this took his life in the Spring of the year we visited.  I had always wanted to meet him, he was a self-taught artist whose muse were dogs.  His wife, Gwen, continues his legacy.