Socializing in the Early Days after ‘The Big Stop’.
It’s a pity I didn’t take this picture in March, when Ken Beckberger and I drove up to Brooklin once or twice a week, to sip lattés and chat in the Tim’s parking lot, often for two or three hours. Clearly we were starved for conversation and company. With winter coats, hats and scarves, we each sat in our respective cars, holding court through the driver’s seat window, until our bladders told us to head home for a washroom break.
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