We lived in Hamilton, Ontario for a couple of years while my father did his PhD at McMaster University. It was an interesting change from Winnipeg and positive to be in a different environment.

However memory is a funny thing. One thing that stuck with me was an odd event that took place after swimming class.

I must have been 10 or 11 when in the change room there was the usual tween talk with innocent ribaldry.

When teasing turned to boasts about boys, one girl blurted out a peculiar assertion. (more…)