I believe it was summer 1968, women were burning their bra and walking topless. Young people were moving around freely, many were draft dodgers from the US.
I was walking towards Vancouver's Stanley Park and stopped at a western burger restaurant.
A lady was selling autographed LP for $2.00 and I was a broke student.
Later, I discovered the lady was Anne Murray, it might have been her first album and I missed out.
My grandmother in Guyana was Mary Murray, thus forming a link with Anne and her music.