In the beginning of August, I return to the Great White North to partake in my 20th high school reunion.  For the naysayers out there, Yes, I graduated high school and, Yes, I am that old.  It’s true.  In preparation, I crawled into the dark storage area of my house and pulled out yearbooks, a cheap photo album and stack of newspapers.  I didn’t realize it, but I was trying to rediscover who that person was 20 years ago.

So, here are the facts (I’ll post next on my reactions): (more…)