On the way home Mitch and I got to talking about going to Canadian bars when we were 18 (it was right across the border) and where I preferred to go. Then he asked me this: "Did you ever go to the socials?"
Okay, something you should know about Mitch; he says he's 39, but according to his childhood experiences, he should be about 100. Here is the evidence:
1. He and his neighborhood friends used to play games like kick the can and stickball.
2. When he was little he remembers shopping with his mother at the general store and the butcher shop.
3. His mother used to buy cheese in wheels.
4. This was his first bike:
5. The newest evidence: he went to socials.
He told me that the socials were held at the Fort Frances arena and beer was 25 cents. He also told me that the man who took tickets for the socials was the father of a friend and was employed as a prospector, which immediately makes me get this picture in my mind:
Either Mitch is a lot older than he told me he is, or he's a fantastic liar. If anyone reading this remembers socials at the Fort Frances Arena, or who can verify that Shannon McSomething's dad was a prospector, please comment below, or email me. Mitch and I have a bet riding on this. He says he can prove it was true but I need independent verification.
EXTRA EXTRA! Mitch's first job.