I’m posting photos from my collection of family photographs on Saturdays with a brief explanation of what I know about each picture.

Growing up, we were not a family of campers. I don’t know if my parents simply enjoyed cottage life, or maybe even better a hotel room, over the ‘roughing it’ style of camping.

In the late 1960’s, we decided to give camping a try. We didn’t venture too far from our home, choosing a provincial park close to home for a few days of communing with nature. Toasting marshmallows over an open campfire appears to be something we quickly developed skills with.

Below, my mother Anne (O’Neill) Hadden, yours truly, and my sister Lou-Anne enjoy a camping treat, circa 1968.