Thanks Auburn Annie, I found one of your posts from a few years ago, and with your permission, I will repeat:
"...when, looking for something else, I came across an article on Wayne Francis' site. It's the cover story from Maclean's magazine, September 1968, written by Marjorie Harris. She's describing a road trip of Gord's to a concert in Alliston, Ontario. A few paragraphs down, this jumped out at me:
'A few weeks ago I was in the Princess Hotel in Edinburgh, Scotland. I met a girl named Marie Christine Dupuis. She couldn't speak English, and being a Canadian I couldn't speak word of French. We spent five lovely hours together. This song is about a woman compared to a ship. It is definately [sic]ahead of its time.'"
That is very romantic, and I'll bet they found other things to do for those 5 hours, than chat. This is exactly what I had imagined when I began this topic. Incredible!
[ December 29, 2006, 13:20: Message edited by: Gitchigumee ]
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