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From the American Side
I guess this picture doesn't count since it was taken in New York! I somehow knew it was going to be the last trip I took with my father. There we were, in Niagara Falls, USA staring at our beloved Canada over the river. "Ok dad, let's make one final trip to Canada!" I announced. I threw a garbage bag over his head and led him onto the Maid of the Mist as the boat set off below the falls– a place where no man could ever draw a border, build a wall, or close a gate. It did end up being our last trip as he passed away a few months later. I told everyone that it counted as a trip to Canada but I was told that it wasn't! I disagree. I knew the moment we crossed to the Canadian side- I could feel it in my bones and see it in my father's eyes.
- Lee