Holy Shit, It’s George!
When I was a kid growing up, my best friend was George. He lived and not too far away and went to the same grade school as me. His father was our family doctor. We went to high school together and got to know many people there. This included Lorne & Eric. We knew Eric from grade school and got to know Lorne at Bishop Ryan High School.
One of the many things we did was head to Algonquin Park every summer for a couple of weeks of canoeing/portaging/camping/fishing. Always had a great time. We even went on a winter camping trip. Middle of January in the bush around Huntsville. We were on snowshoes and planned on sleeping in tents. Unfortunately, it turned out to be the coldest week of the year: -40°C at night. Even our rum froze! We ended up breaking into a boarded-up hunting cabin. Paradise!
As happens with many people, we all went our separate ways. George ended up getting married, becoming a doctor and moving to Victoria British Columbia. Hardly see the man. The last time was maybe 10 years ago. I knew he was coming into town (Niagara Falls really) to get together with some of the boys he went to university with in London. This included Lorne & Eric. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to make it to the get-together. But-lo & behold, there was a buzz from my lobby on Sunday morning and it was George! Shortly after he got here, Lorne & Eric arrived.
It was so nice to get together again. Of course we talked about so many things from the old days. Caught up on things and spent a lovely couple of hours together. Eventually though, George had to leave to catch his flight back to British Columbia. I got some contact information on his mother who lives there are also. Mrs. Urban was always so nice to me. I’ll have to give her a call! Thanks George, it was nice to see you. Now, let’s not let another 10 years go by before we do this again!
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