I did post a thread on here the other day, don't see it but I'm capable of goofing up anything like this so here goes again.

I first met Colin in the late 50's when he moved to Canada from UK. He hated the nickname "limey" so I called him Sotty. Seems like it stuck. We were best buds in high school (Sir Adam Beck in London, Ontario, Canada) and pretty much were linked at the hips. At that time he was into "Skiffle" or "Skiddle" music and had a wash tub with strings and a wash board that he would play with thimbles. Even then he made quite a scene when he entered a room.

I lost track in the late 50s and early 60s when I moved to California, US. Didn 't catch up until the other day when a former class made turned me on to his Amsterdam time.

Not surprised that he was a scene, also not surprised that he took the walk before the rest of us. Never one to play second fiddle, he wanted to be first at everything.

Anyone that wants to drop me a line please do. I've lots of good memories of his teen tears and will share.

Woody Woodhouse
namdooweht@aol.com