updated from June 14, 2017by Henry Makow Ph.D.She stayed after class to listen to my conversation with the professor. I was 21, working as a reporter on the night shift at the Ottawa Journal, finishing my BA at Carleton University. She was a kindergarten teacher in Collingwood, a resort town north of Toronto, the pretty daughter of an Anglican minister. YOU'VE GOT SNAIL MAILAfter she returned to Collingwood, we kept in touch by mail. She mentioned a certain socialist political candidate who wanted to visit her to talk about the issues of the day.