May 10, 1960. I don't remember the day, although I should. It was my first. I hear Victoria, B.C. is a beautiful place. I only spent a few weeks there, maybe a month, so I didn't really get to see much of it. Maybe I'll go visit sometime. Do you think they'll remember me?Montreal, Quebec is also somewhat of a mystery. I spent three years there, while my dad went to McGill University. The Navy sent him for something or other. I guess they saw something in him that they wanted for themselves.
I've got a ton of pictures and stories from my mom, but about the only thing I remember about Montreal is, that is where I first began my fascination with the Montreal Canadiens, of the National Hockey League. Professional sports is a big thing with me. I've always celebrated the highs, and agonized the lows with my favourite teams. The Canadiens have been good to me. They've been Stanley Cup champions 13 out of the 45 years I've been around. As for the Toronto Blue Jays, they won the World Series in 1992 and 1993.
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