He also spoke English
Going back through old memories there are always certain people who stand out. For all sorts of reasons. While I was at university we had a transfer student living in our hall. He spoke English. Not like us but more like you would hear if you were listening to the BBC. And had different budget rules. The rest of us lived on nickels Dimes and quarters but he lived on transfers from his grandparents. A seemingly bottomless pit of money. For example there was the car that came by ocean transport from England and was brought back to the Island by the lad and his friends. A classic road trip. He did not dress like the rest of us. I remember a cloak and a hat that came straight out of Sherlock Holmes. His mother had just bought an apartment and for the rest of us that seemed strange because we rented ours. He only stayed on campus for one year before moving on to greener fields. We had taken the time to ask how he ended up in our corner of the world and his answer was succinct. He wanted to live away from home but in a place that was sort of English so it shows one in a province named for royalty. It’s all what you know I guess. Anyhow it made for an interesting year. An introduction to things that weren’t just like at home for us. And I know he’s still out there somewhere. I think he became a university professor. If you read this Charlie let me say hello. You should come back and visit someday.
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