Hi, Gord!  Recently you wrote in a message to Ardith Hinton:

GH>  My dad had one while he was running his store,
GH>  "Who are you, what do you want, and How much is
GH>  it going to cost me?"


          I can relate... [grin].  I'm reminded of an incident which
occurred last summer while we were en route from Nanaimo to Victoria.  We
stopped at a KFC in Ladysmith on a hill overlooking the highway & were
eating our lunch in the parking lot when we heard an ominous thump. 
Shortly thereafter, we heard sirens... so I went to the edge of the parking
lot to find out what was going on.  I saw smashed cars & debris on both
sides of the concrete barrier in the middle of the road, and I was informed
by other bystanders that a car heading downhill & proceeding left onto
the highway had collided with the end of this barrier.  The car had finally
come to rest on its roof & emergency crews were working feverishly to
get the occupants out without adding to any injury they might already have.
 When a young man in a convertible started leaning on his horn, another
young man who was behind me yelled "Grow up, Dude... there's an
accident!"  The horn-blowing ceased, I suppose because the
"dude" realized he wasn't making the impression he had intended
to make.  And while I'd probably have used different words I don't think I
could have done any better....  ;-)



GH>  I take a chance on this message getting to you as
GH>  I never see what you and Dallas write, unless it
GH>  is quoted in the reply to you.


          Seems to me you & Dallas have fixed the problem now.  Please
let us know if you receive this reply....  :-)




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