"No, it's Sylvan Lake", said Brian Sutter.
Was on a photo shoot. The closest place to Utopia that I've recently encountered.
Mrs. Sutter (she stressed that I call her Judy), insisted that I take rhubarb home to make a crumble. Brian, for all his accomplishments, was one of the most gracious people I've ever met. You want a straight shooter, he's your man. Quote: "I (sic) had the fortune to play hockey for awhile. There wasn't a lot of money in it then. But, every penny I made when into this place".
An epiphany. I asked them if they wouldn't mind adopting me.
Then, there was Cash the Blue Healer. A cattle dog. More later.
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