Ahhhhh, Courtenay. Lived here whilst still a little tike. I remember playing street hockey on Boxing Day in a t-shirt. Life is good there. Employment, however, is not. So here are the shots that I wanted to have to remember Courtenay by.
The town of my destination, I lived her from '68 - '71
Our old house at 541 17 St, Courtenay
And our old church
The old bridge across the Puntledge River, just as I remember it even
Courtenay Hotel, still alive and kicking, and just as dingy!
Portuguese Joe fish market in Comox, an old family favourite
Found this sign in the middle of town
