ABSTRACT
I encountered the young man in Winnipeg at the Polo Park shopping center.10 He was, of course, much faster than I was, so I saw only his back as he walked past me. I thought he looked familiar. He was thin, had thick brown hair, and was in a big hurry. I caught up with him as he stopped in front of a store. He turned half way towards me and knew at once who I was. I can’t say he was overjoyed to see me.
