Sorry, I Don’t Trust You
It’s hard to forgive and forget and not get fooled again
David Davidoff kept looking at his watch and listening to boring speeches. He was at his Carleton University Residence reunion and kept asking himself why he had agreed to attend.
University had been great and he had made some wonderful friends during the time he lived on campus, but that was almost forty years ago and on a graph map of his life’s timeline it would be a tiny dot.
Two friends had reached out for him to attend, Richard (Scoots) Dawes and David (Draft) Ullman and he had reluctantly left his family in Scottsdale, Arizona to attend.
The opening reception had featured a hot new country band, ‘’Blue & White’’ and it was nice seeing some old friends, but after the first hour he was ready to leave. He just couldn’t get comfortable, even though Scoots and Draft kept offering him beer.
David waited a couple of hours and left to the Westin Hotel on the Rideau Canal. He walked back from the University and noticed Ottawa had changed dramatically. There were homeless people all around the canal and he wondered if he was at risk of getting mugged.
When he finally made it into the lobby, he vowed he would take Ubers for the rest of the weekend. His room had a lovely view of the…
