I have to share what comes to mind whenever I see your name, BC Boy. My dad considers himself a BC Boy as well. When we used to drive through the mountains and we would follow a slower vehicle from Saskatchewan (sorry SKers) he would cry, "Pull over and let the BC Boy through!"
Which is pretty funny considering he was born and lived in Germany until he was 28!
Which is pretty funny considering he was born and lived in Germany until he was 28!