Then, all his family (I do mean all of them) held a party in my honour. After a full day of cycling, I struggled to keep my eyes open. Around midnight, the boy asked me if I was tired. I said a little (not wishing to offend my hosts.) They all got up and bid me good-night.In the morning, I gave all the children a Canadian lapel pin.
If you look closely at the red shirt, it reads "I shot JR"...it comes from the TV show 'Dallas'. I thought it was so funny that so many years later, I found the person who shot him.