Jan 1st 2011. The sun has shown itself, but it is a cold day (by BC standards) and we are bundled in warm jackets, hats and mitts. Roy and I and a small crowd gathered on the beach to watch a group of brave souls throw themselves into the frigid waters of the Georgia Straits. Why they do it every year remains a mystery to me, but I guess it is a New Year's tradition and a way to mark the new year. I will stick with my personal review of the highs and lows of 2010 and toasts to the coming year. Roy and I have a lot to be thankful for and a lot to look forward to in 2011. Amen.
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