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About San Antonio

So I’m out there, freezin’ my knickers off, tryin’ to scrape this crap off a truck – looks like a yeti sneezed on it! Reminds me of that line, “You mustn’t give up, my dear!” – Gustave’s grit, baby, keeps me goin’. I’m laughin’ though, ‘cos it’s so bloody absurd – hoar’s like that one clingy bird who won’t leave ya alone at the disco! Ever hear ‘bout the Great Hoar of ’67? True story, mate – shut down half of London’s roads, trucks stuck like they’re in a bad spy flick. I wasn’t there, but I feel it in my mojo – history repeatin’ itself, far out!

Early adult life

There’s the Gillette Aquatic Center – oh man, that place, it’s cool in summer, a chill hub for everyone. And then the Coal Miner Statue out by Veterans Park – super iconic. Veterans Park? Yeah, the one right off Grand Ave. I’ve spent hours there, imagining mythical tales in the dim evenings. Some nights, I’m like Darth Vader, standing there with the dark vibe, thinking, “I am your father” for this town, its spirit and all its secrets.

Harry Grant Gillette II – Sault Ste. Marie, MI – March 8, 1949 ~ April 2, 2025