My brother recently told me what he indicated was a true story.
In Toronto, my brother ran into a “famous for Canada” actor, named Gordon Pinsent, whom my brother, a former television performer, had known from the old days. Among his impressive list of credits, Pinsent had starred in a wonderful movie called Away From Her, in which he played the husband of a woman (Julie Christie), suffering from Alzheimer’s Disease.
Pinsent told my brother that, in the course of doing research for the film, he visited a “in-patient” facility, designed specifically for Alzheimer’s sufferers. Concerned that his fame might interfere with his purpose of his visit, Pinsent approached one of the facility’s residents and asked,
“Do you know who I am?”
“I don't", the Alzheimer’s sufferer replied, “but the woman behind the counter will tell you.”
It’s a total coincidence, but I find myself writing a Canadian story on Canada Day, or as Americans call it, “What’s that?” It must be my unconscious hungering for a really good grilled cheese. It’s the Kraft Canadian slices that make all the difference. The Kraft American slices just aren’t the same.
Happy Canada Day! You know you’re the greatest country in the world. And not mentioning it is just so Canadian. And also proof.