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May 04, 2008


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Lydia Nahold

Trudy, I just read your boat story....... thank you for sharing it. Also, as soon as I saw the photo of the flowering dogwood branch at the beginning of your story, I wanted you to know that at midday today I had a long phone-conversation with my mother in Austria. During the course of our conversation she remembered this time of year about 14 years ago, when she and my father had come to visit the West Coast (their first ever trip overseas)and when we all were allowed to spend the most fairy-tale-like time on Gabriola Island with you and Gottfried. She and I remembered the flowering meadow, the wooden bench on the rocks where we all sat (with a glass of red wine) watching the sun set,she remembered Gottfried hugging a tree and thanking him for giving him strength every day,taking my father and my son out fishing in the little row-boat... and she remembered the stunning Arbutus tree and other most beautiful trees,flowering ones,that she had never seen in Austria. I helped her: "they are called dogwood trees, mother". Yes dogwood trees. Then she asked me to tell you or to write to you, that she sends her love, my father's love and the gratitude for that miraculous time of May in yours and Gottfried's generous company. So, this I do with tears in my eyes and with a joyous heart - In your red boat you are not alone, because you allowed us in.Thank you.

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