If you were wondering why The Revelstoke Current seemed a little light on content this week I can happily report that it was not due to my inherent laziness nor a dearth of news in and around town but the recent birth of my first grandson, Nikola Lawson Williamson-Rooney, in Vancouver. I may be a workaholic but I decided that driving to Vancouver to see my first-born’s own first born should be a top priority. I am very glad I went.
I usually don’t like to blather on about me or my family but I’ll make an exception in this case because the birth of one’s first grandchild is a big deal. Oh, I know I made out like it wasn’t when it came up in conversation with various people around town. But once I laid eyes on Niky I immediately bonded with him and even shed a few tears.
Winter often seems like a bleak period. The land is quiescent and shrouded in snow, the trees black and the sky a sea of grey. But even in the depths of this season there is a continuity of generations that reaches out to touch us.
My grandson is a lovely little boy and will I am sure grow up to be as fine a person as his father, Chris, and his mother, Yvonne. I’m proud and very, very pleased. And I’ll be even happier — as he becomes ambulatory and grows into childhood — when I can ge him up here to Revelstoke and take him hiking and fishing.
Thanks for letting me share that small bit of personal news.
