Finale

The day the house came down was July 2nd, 2013, which would have been my Dad's 86th birthday. It started in the morning and by the time I had arrived back. It was reduced to this.

 

While this was going on we were all gathered celebrating my Uncle's birthday close by in Scarborough. It was an early party as his birthday is in August. I had promised myself not to go back but my morbid curiousity got the better of me. 

I climbed in and stood in the spot I had so many times before.