A couple of weeks ago, I was driving to a car show early one morning. Bored with the music playing on the radio, I started flipping through the dial. The radio landed on a CBC station, and it was playing this very funky reggae tune I had never heard. The song spoke to me immediately, and I had to find out what it was. I pulled over, grabbed my cell phone and found my "Shazam" app. I found out that the song was called "Corina" by the James Hunter Six.
In this photo below, you are standing near the entrance to A&W on Hespeler Road in Cambridge. It is about the middle of May of 1983, a few short weeks into the first season of cruise night.
I wanted to take a moment to acknowledge a birthday. Tom was my big brother. He was my role model, I looked up to him and he was smart and kind beyond his young years.
Several years ago, I heard myself say to people, "I'm writing a book". I really wanted to do it, and I honestly had every intention to complete a project. I soon realized though that it was a lot easier to say I was going to write a book than it is to actually sit down and do it.
Somehow, I had heard of a new bike that had been introduced by the C.C.M. company. The Mustang was C.C.M.'s Canadian made version of the successful U.S manufactured Schwinn Stingray bike.
At its peek of interest during the early 1960's, the sport of drag racing was incredibly popular with fans and leaping in ingenuity and breakthroughs among racers.
As a kid, I remember seeing ads in magazines like the one below. For some reason, I didn't think I had a chance to compete against others at a higher level, so I didn't enter these races.