Winter of 1983. I was 8. My Dad and I were stopped at a red-light in Calgary.
A car pulled up beside us on my side.
I made eye contact with the driver and said to my Dad "That's Reggie Lemelin!"
My Dad didn't even look, but told me it wasn't.
I had his cards and a sticker book at home.
I know it was him.
He waved to me.
A car pulled up beside us on my side.
I made eye contact with the driver and said to my Dad "That's Reggie Lemelin!"
My Dad didn't even look, but told me it wasn't.
I had his cards and a sticker book at home.
I know it was him.
He waved to me.