The first note of a love anthem sounded, mere seconds before the front tires of my father’s red Plymouth hit the railway tracks on 107 Ave. and 107 St. in Edmonton in 1972 — April, the fourth month.
At 13, in Grade 7, and my very first love — Cathy — moved to another school. I was heartbroken.
But now. some 47 years later, we are the best of friends … proving the song I heard, crossing the railway tracks, would, simply. last a lifetime.
Katherine — not Cathy, you understand — in March 2017 at Rogers Place in Edmonton
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