Canadians send us great hockey players. You also send us wonderful performers, from the beginning, with Mary Pickford.
I can no more think of my own life without thinking of wine and wines and where they grew for me and why I drank them when I did and why I picked the grapes and where I opened the oldest procurable bottles, and all that, than I can remember living before I breathed.
While it is well enough to leave footprints on the sands of time, it is even more important to make sure they point in a commendable direction.

