When I was 14 my Dad brought me and my best buddy P.J. to Wheatly Provincial Park to camp by ourselves(Pop's seasonal was right next door at the old Holiday harbour)and on the Saturday night a brand new Winnebago with Michigan plates pulled in next to us with a man and two boys, after setting up he asked if he could buy some firewood off us and being my father's camper I told him to keep his money and to help himself(Pops made sure we had almost a full chord of firewood,lol)and he sat cooking hot-dogs and marshmallow's with what I assumed to be his kids. The next day we saw him un-wrapping new fishing gear as if they decided to go camping and bought everything new and took down a brand-new sports-pal aluminum canoe(remember those?) and I looked at his face as he smiled and waved over to us and thought I've seen him before somewhere, anywho' they left the next morning and I found an envelope with $20 us in our cooler with thank you on it.
A couple of weeks later me and my buddy P.J. were watching Peter Sellers " Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb" on TV and when we saw George C. Scott who played Gen. 'Buck' Turgidson we both simultaneously looked at each other and yelled That's the guy!!! I can still see his face today and this is one face that you really can never forget or confuse with someone else, you never know who's sitting next to you in that shiny new coach next door!
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