We headed off to a nearby Mexican restaurant for dinner, but found it closed. I should have called ahead, as it was snowing heavily and we got wet. We went to our second choice, not a Mexican place, but I did have a Pacifico. Feliz Cinco de Mayo!
This is one of the photos I scanned today, a picture of my father, my sister and me in front of our house in Lethbridge in 1955.