In our neighbourhood, there’s one sure sign that Winter is approaching – the closing of the local Dairy Queen. It’s a sad event that means cold winds, flurries, and numb extremities are just around the corner.
I love our Dairy Queen. It’s been a Manor Park fixture for more than 40 years, and comes complete with a big old-school neon sign. On hot summer nights, it’s usually packed with kids getting a treat after soccer practice. Since the adult video store, the pawn shop, and the bingo hall vacated the strip mall around the corner, the DQ has become my favourite part of the neighbourhood.
Usually I’m on tour when the DQ closes, so I was determined not to miss this year’s final day. On Sunday night, with the temperature hovering around zero, we bundled up the boys and went for our last fix until March. As you can see in the photo below, Kieran really enjoyed his ice cream cone.