Connie's Bon Mot

       Reading through the journal of my West Coast-Southern Canada automobile trip in 1999, I was in the stretch from Vancouver to Calgary during which Connie flew up to join me.  We had had a day of walking around Lake Louise, a gondola ride above the town spotting a grizzly bear below us, a short ride to Banff with another lake visit and some surprising sitings of elk--at a street corner--and along a road, only feet away from us.

       When I asked Connie, city girl that she is, how she felt at dinner that night, she said, "I had a lot of fresh air today which screws up my entire constitution."