What a disappointment, the ferry was closed, the crude barricade up, there was nothing to do but turn around and take the long way.
We took a photo, looked across the water and thought, so close and yet so far.
Aunt Jose was expecting us and now we would be late. She was an old lady and looked forward to our visit. We knew she’d have the table set, a batch of scones wrapped in a tea towel, a pot of tea, and a deck of cards waiting for us. Aunt Jose loved playing cards.
Her game was Euchre. Cards at age 95 were what allowed her to be competitive. She was a competitive woman, always had, and with age and her body slowing down, but not her mind, she’d be at her devastating best.
Resigned to being late we set off on the long way round.
Morpethroad 
It’s so good to have you back writing, Michael. Aunt Jose sounds like my Dad. He loved playing cards and he, my Mum and I would play Euchre, 500 and sometimes Gin Rummy. That was before we had a TV. While we played, we’d listen to shows on the radio like Dad and Dave, When Girl Marries, Ada and Elsie, Smokey Dawson, Blue Hills (I’m sure you’d remember some of those 🙂) Weren’t things simpler back then.