3. Hiscock's Buildings, Dundas Street, London, OntarioSo, here I am, back in Canada with my whole career before me.
I had learned a lot in London, a city where every man could immerse himself in both the professional and pleasurable spoils of life. I could easily have stayed but being closer to my family was like having a financial safety net and I wasn't quite ready to give it up just yet. I still kept in touch with some of the old boys from St. Thomas's, in particular those who had a penchant for the dark side, who knew when I might need a friend?
My second reason for departing those English shores was personal. Now I'm no casanova, but it seemed to me that the London ladies just couldn't keep their eyes or hands off of me. I cut a dashing figure in my sleek Canadian finery and my smoo
