Niagara Gazette — Our dear family friend, Yolanda Tremblay, passed away last week.
Some around here may have known her better as a member of the Campola family. Her sister, Rhonda, used to own the old All Tucked Inn bed and breakfast on Third Street. She lived there with their mom, Jean. Yolanda and her husband, David Trem-blay, lived next door.
Several years ago, the Campolas and the Tremblays moved out west to make a new start in the quaint ocean-side community of Newport, Ore. The family purchased Green Gables, a glorious inn overlooking the beach.
The moment I took in the amazing view of the Pacific Ocean from the main suite on the inn’s upper floor, I understood why the Campola-Tremblay clan uprooted their lives in favor of West Coast living.
Our one and only trip to visit came in 2007. My then wife-to-be, Kimberly, took the traditional route, flying a commercial airliner to Oregon in a matter of hours.
My intense fear of leaving Mother Earth prompted me to join Yolanda’s truck-driving, guitar-playing husband, Dave, on the road trip of a lifetime — a week-long journey that took me from the confines of tiny Dunkirk to Newport by way of Indiana, Texas, Arizona, California and a half dozen or so states in between. It was the stuff of travel legend, the kind of adventure that makes you appreciate just how much natural beauty there is beyond Niagara Falls.
After a week or so of some of the best vacation days we ever spent, I prepared to leave Oregon for the return trip home. The day we were to leave, we learned about the unfortunate and shocking passing of my brother-in-law, Nick Abbata. He laid down to take a nap and never got up. He was only 57 at the time.