We were about halfway through our 2011 Canadian adventure when we happened upon an Acadian village in New Brunswick, Canada. It was a very interesting place, but in my mind the star of it all was the old greeter above who welcomed us to his home.

He must have heard us rustling about and thought he would take a peek. I wished him well, and congratulated him for all the obvious winters he had survived there. He didn’t have much to say, but was still there when we left the building next to his home. Every time I view the photos from this visit, I joyfully remember my forever Canadian friend