Hi Audrie, I
just finished a long session looking through your web site. It is truly
wonderful. Often when my son was young i would pack a picnic lunch
for him and i and we would go to Creighton. We would sit in the warm sun
on the "high rock" or across from the where the catholic church was
located, munching quietly. I always made sure he brought along some toys,
so once he was occupied in his own creative world, i would sit back and
close my eyes and let the memories find me. We did this many times and he
tells me he remembers these picnics,
I am surprised because
mostly I was silent, but i think he may have sensed we were in a special
place as I had told him many times how happy I had been growing up there.
I have not been there for a
long time, my son is now 19, so your web site
has provided a new way to engage in those great thoughts and memories.
The fondness i feel when i remember my friends in Creighton always amazes
me, it is like there is a never ending essence of good, like nothing bad
ever happened there, like "magic" that life could be so simple, so
innocent and safe.
It was a coming together of
so many cultures in my own family, living
there, my grandfather originated in Spain, my father in Ireland and
sister's husband from Nova Scotia. This was true of most families, is it
any wonder we found this small town fascinating. My father worked shift
work, as many of you might remember, most of our dads did, there were
times when the house had to be very quiet and I was so welcomed into so
many homes at these times it felt like many homes were connected, that
each had their door left open, and you were always welcome. I cannot
remember being alone, feeling bored or lost. Some families truly showed
me kindness, Wellings, Kasepchuk, Britton, Behanna, Reid, Wagner (my
godparents) Kiley, Seguin, Groulx,
Redman, VanClieaf, Vagnini and then there are just the good friends who
equally enjoyed being content to sit together, on the steps of the Club,
or at the rink or spotting-pins without much thought of anything beyond
the boundaries that defined our little town.
I have rambled on a bit more
than I intended, but I will visit this site
again, I have enjoyed the pictures, your dimples could never be
forgotten. I am curious that you have met another Kearney, I am not
certain how we might be related but it is possible, I would be interested
to know if you have some background information that might connect us.
Audrie, as you watch this
site grow and evolve it must be very rewarding I hope it is and that you
continue to urge others to participate, Earl's entry in the guest book
caught my eye and into action to write this e-mail. I am certain each new
entry will continue to do so.