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Vancouver BC “Spike” and recollections.

Although it was a rough year beginning to end and began with our move, (and on that very day) my broken ankle, followed by my son’s broken leg, my daughter’s deadly reaction to penicillin and her body’s complete shut down, my mother’s death and moving to Hardy, one memory still touches my heart.

Fireworks.  It was Vancouver’s annual fireworks show and we drove to a peak that would allow us a Premo view.  At the top of the hill, we could see Telus World of Science but will forever be known to our family as spike.

They lit the building in conjunction with the fireworks and the kids 2 1/2 and 6 1/2 said oh look, “spike”.  They thought the building was brilliant.  Although they enjoyed the fireworks, the building with its spikes took the cake.

We later toured the facility and hopefully one day I’ll have pictures developed as it was intriguing.

To this day, when we see pictures of Telus World of Science, we look at one another, smile and unanimously say, “spike”.

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15 Comments

  1. Love it Now says:

    Very warm text, with all those accidents (life can be a pain in the ass…) you leave a very warm and nice accent in your story 🙂

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  2. S.E.A. says:

    Lovely pictures and lovely to have found the beauty in the midst of some awful stuff.

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  3. Sumyanna says:

    Wow. Sounds like it was a difficult time. So glad you were still able to create happy memories. Beautiful photos!

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