March 11, 1917
I had a strange visitor today. He didn’t tell me his name, but he knew mine well enough. And he knew that I knew the Park inside and out.
‘You know the Park. That’s good. We might need you there.’
I had no inkling what he was talking about.
He explained he was part of the Canadian Corp of Guides. Never heard of them.
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