In 2005 “someone” getting married in the Toronto area, off I went on the road - if you get the impression that I’d rather drive than fly, you’re right.
Schreiber used to be a division point - big roundhouse and all that good stuff. All gone now, but there was an old guy in town who I met and he invited me for coffee to his house to look at the picture albums from the old days. Very educational and entertaining three hours.
Now apart from that there was …
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Now apart from that… it was the old story: be in the right place at the right time aka “Mueller’s dumb luck”
