By Michael Fulton

It had been a decade since Eric, Pete, and I went on a trip together. After being nearly inseparable for our university years, we were soon forced into the realities of the working world; I moved back to Mississauga, Eric to Sudbury, and Pete to Ingersoll. The days of throwing a ball around in my residence room were now in the rear-view mirror and the wolf pack was no more. Solo howl…

Now, that’s not to say we don’t