Vacation Day 6 - Amazing - A Family Tickle
Vacation Diary Entry: Day 6 - Regina, Saskatchewan – Amazing – A Family Tickle!
As we sat in the restaurant together yesterday I experienced a ‘family tickle’. Ever had that happen to you? We all know what a ‘tickle’ is in English I am sure. But do we know how a ‘family tickles’?
Let me explain… a ‘tickle’ is one of those strange words that carry a whole lot of meaning. In English we ‘tickle’ someone when we touch another person with the intent to make them laugh, to make them jump or to get their attention. My grandkids have come up to me to tickle me under my chin or on my neck (around my ears) to get my attention. I respond by reciprocating with a tickle back again. Our family ‘tickles’ – but not by just touching.
About 100 years ago now our family began its ‘family tickle’ in Canada. I know I don’t I have all the details absolutely right on – but they are mine and I do what I want to with them…
Our family had known the ‘family tickle’ in the United States before emigrating to Canada around the turn of the last century. The four different families that moved here brought the ‘tickle’ ability with them. It has kept them alive and growing – going on to do amazing things. I am so glad I am part of it.
When we get together in our family we laugh together. We joke together. We tell funny stories and all laugh – from deep within. Without actually touching each other a ‘family tickle’ can take place. After experiencing it you feel like a bubble is inside and wanting to get out. As I think of it now I grin from ear to ear. I am glad that I had it happen again.
The occasion that we were together yesterday was a small family reunion – just before my mom moves to Peterborough, Ontario to live with my family. My Uncle Ben and Aunt Joyce together with my Uncle Irving and Aunt Peg came to see mom. Along with Dana, Mom and myself we did what comes best in our family we ate – we laughed – we joked and told lots of stories. We always have a great time together. The last time I saw them was almost 2 years ago…but it was like we never were apart. We are a family and we enjoy a ‘family tickle’ together.
A long time ago…
I am not sure which of my grand parents came to Canada first. I don’t know this information yet and I need to know. Mom and I will have lots of time to talk. I do know that it was not easy to leave a home far away in Iowa, Illinois, and Texas. It wasn’t easy to come to a place like Saskatchewan that was so flat, so hot and so cold. I know that there were years when Grandpa Kirkpatrick and Grandpa Lincoln had a very difficult time making ends meet to support their new young families. And the one thing I know is that they all had an ability to enjoy the laughter no matter how hard it was. There were tragedies but they still pulled through.
Now the next generations have taken up what the last have done so well. We ‘tickle’ each other with our words and our lives.
I listened to my mom talk with my cousin last night. It was neat. She explained how she was going to live with Murray. Then she said the most important thing for me, “I am looking forward to this. It will be fun.”
That is what our family does best – fun. We are family –with ‘family tickles’.
~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~
As we sat in the restaurant together yesterday I experienced a ‘family tickle’. Ever had that happen to you? We all know what a ‘tickle’ is in English I am sure. But do we know how a ‘family tickles’?
Let me explain… a ‘tickle’ is one of those strange words that carry a whole lot of meaning. In English we ‘tickle’ someone when we touch another person with the intent to make them laugh, to make them jump or to get their attention. My grandkids have come up to me to tickle me under my chin or on my neck (around my ears) to get my attention. I respond by reciprocating with a tickle back again. Our family ‘tickles’ – but not by just touching.
About 100 years ago now our family began its ‘family tickle’ in Canada. I know I don’t I have all the details absolutely right on – but they are mine and I do what I want to with them…
Our family had known the ‘family tickle’ in the United States before emigrating to Canada around the turn of the last century. The four different families that moved here brought the ‘tickle’ ability with them. It has kept them alive and growing – going on to do amazing things. I am so glad I am part of it.
When we get together in our family we laugh together. We joke together. We tell funny stories and all laugh – from deep within. Without actually touching each other a ‘family tickle’ can take place. After experiencing it you feel like a bubble is inside and wanting to get out. As I think of it now I grin from ear to ear. I am glad that I had it happen again.
The occasion that we were together yesterday was a small family reunion – just before my mom moves to Peterborough, Ontario to live with my family. My Uncle Ben and Aunt Joyce together with my Uncle Irving and Aunt Peg came to see mom. Along with Dana, Mom and myself we did what comes best in our family we ate – we laughed – we joked and told lots of stories. We always have a great time together. The last time I saw them was almost 2 years ago…but it was like we never were apart. We are a family and we enjoy a ‘family tickle’ together.
A long time ago…
I am not sure which of my grand parents came to Canada first. I don’t know this information yet and I need to know. Mom and I will have lots of time to talk. I do know that it was not easy to leave a home far away in Iowa, Illinois, and Texas. It wasn’t easy to come to a place like Saskatchewan that was so flat, so hot and so cold. I know that there were years when Grandpa Kirkpatrick and Grandpa Lincoln had a very difficult time making ends meet to support their new young families. And the one thing I know is that they all had an ability to enjoy the laughter no matter how hard it was. There were tragedies but they still pulled through.
Now the next generations have taken up what the last have done so well. We ‘tickle’ each other with our words and our lives.
I listened to my mom talk with my cousin last night. It was neat. She explained how she was going to live with Murray. Then she said the most important thing for me, “I am looking forward to this. It will be fun.”
That is what our family does best – fun. We are family –with ‘family tickles’.
~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~
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Sunday, March 18, 2007
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