The Beaver Bus and the Phantom of the Paradise
History, School, St. John's Cathedral Boys' School of Manitoba, TravelI was young and drunk on the gravy covering my fries. I don’t even think that poutine had found its way out of Quebec.
I was young and drunk on the gravy covering my fries. I don’t even think that poutine had found its way out of Quebec.
They cut our hair, issued us clothes, and canoe gear. We boarded an old yellow rented school bus. I learned how to sleep sitting up that day.