Wish Upon a Star

From what I understand, the bridge over the river in Cranbrook, where my mom was born, was a favorite haunt of the Cameron children. I have heard stories about swimming in the summer, skating in the winter when the river would ice over, someone being pushed in the river, and skimming rocks over the water, so it just seemed right to me that a quilt should be made regarding this subject. I've seen the bridge, walked over the bridge, and must admit its steel structure looked funny to me in that country setting, but there it stood in all its glory. It certainly made all the kids happy and brings back lots of fun memories for my mom, who will be 86 this year.

The one time when the Cameron children couldn't go down to the river was on a Sunday. However, one Sunday evening they were found horsing around down there. One of the kids happened to look up, and Grampa was standing very quietly, with his hands held behind his back, just watching... From what I'm told, it didn't take long for the kids to hightail it back home, wishing all the way that they hadn't gotten caught.