It was this running schtick I had going with my sister for awhile. One of us would say something like, “I’ve known a lot of people in my life…… and you’re one of them.” Or if we were in the car one would say, “You know, I’ve seen a lot of drivers in my life…… and you’re one of them.” Silly stuff like that.
Maybe you had to be there. Seemed funny at the time.
Ken Dryden showed up at a bookstore in Calgary and my sister got him to write this: