remembering fort york, the war of 1812, & fathers
The rainy morning in Toronto is clearing for what will certainly shape up to be wonderful Father’s Day. If you’re looking for somewhere unique to take dad, the War of 1812 is being commemorated this weekend at Fort York in Toronto, and activities continue this afternoon. I popped by the festival yesterday on a decidedly sunnier day.
After taking in the historic setting, including a period encampment with period costuming and furnishings, and a market from yesteryear, I am sad to admit that, after just about nine years of living around the corner, I’ve finally remembered to visit – a timely visit given admission is free to the fort, all weekend. My dad was a huge American Civil War aficionado and as such he took our family on visits to almost every battlefield and site of significance across the north and south of the United States. Yet it took until now for me to visit this important site of historical significance in the existence of Canada in my very own ‘backyard’, that has thankfully survived the city growing up around it for the past 200 years.
Happy Father’s Day, in absentia, to my wonderful father and to all of the other wonderful dads, and to those who play the very important role of a fathering figure.