There was this girl who was camping with her family in the site right beside our site. She was 16 and looked 20. I was 16 and looked 12. Suprisingly, she was interested in me, and was gorgeous, especially in her bikini. She was from Sault Ste. Marie, Ont. She put Mrs. Trudeau to shame. I won't divulge the name, even if it's been 41 years since I saw her for that one week when we were 16. And my DW doesn't know about her. Of course all was innocent. Somewhere along the line, I was given a very strong moral code that governed my life. But the hormones still flowed.
It seems that Canada produces more precious things than cheese.
Seeeeeya; Goodweed of the North