Once in your life time, there is something that you did and will never forget.  This is one of them.

Thirty-one years ago, I was 19 years old, I did a motorcycle trip with my brother, Nelson and my brother-in-law, Pierre (was’t at that time).  During 9 months, we drove to Florida, West to California, North to B.C.and back East to Quebec.  We had no schedule and we wanted to meet people during this trip.  So we decided to work on a rice farm in Lousiana and we found these young owners, Danny and Pam.  It was a wonderful experience.

Sunday, last October, 11th, on the way down to México, without warning, my wife, Solange and me decided to visit them.  I found the same Danny, good guy, very friendly.  Danny is the same person with same dignity and truly than 1978.  And also, I found his wife, the same nice Pam, as pretty as before and always pleasant to talk with.

I had the feeling like, that was yesterday but we had, both of us, few white hair more then before.

Thank’s, Danny and Pam, for these nice moment in 1978 and in 2009.

When we leaf them, as a good friend, Danny said : « If you had any problems during this trip, call me and I’m going immediatly! » and he adds :  « I’m closer from South of America than your family in Canada ! »

Yes, Danny, if I need you, I know you’re there !

Jacques