Last January, there was a comment left on my blog in response to a post I'd done two years before about paintings by Eric R. Dwyer, in Mel's Fish and Chip restaurant here in Woodstock. When the comment was left by Mr. Dwyer's granddaughter Bridget, I did another post appealing to her to contact me so that I could learn more about her grandfather's story.
I did hear from Bridget, and now my husband Geoff, who is a writer, has written a piece about Bridget's grandfather for our local What's on Woodstock magazine.
Bridget sent some old newspaper photos of her grandfather and, as it wasn't possible for everything to be included in Geoff's article, I'm sharing them here. You can view Geoff's story in pdf format by clicking here - it's on pages 10 and 11.
If you would like to read all of my posts about this quest, click here. I like it when a mystery is solved.
Did you ever play the children's game "I spy" when you were riding in a car as a child?
Geoff and I play similar car game but it's more like "Spot the hawk". When we're driving through our part of Ontario during fall, winter and spring we count the hawks we see on bare branches, hydro poles and wires and record the information in a log book we keep in the car.
The log book and pen at the ready.
We scan the high branches....
and occasionally I'm lucky enough to get a photo as we drive by.
Yesterday on our way to Buffalo we saw 8 hawks, today on the return trip we saw 33. YES 33!!!
At one point we saw 3 in a one minute span. It was a new record for us - the most we'd seen on in one trip before was 29.