 When Denny Bouchard was a kid, living in British Columbia in the early 80s, his dad would often pull him out of school to go fishing. And he would tell me stories about working in the Yukon or in Alaska and driving old cars on train tracks. He had lots of stories about fighting. So I liked the stories of adventure. He would say, you're like me. You're not good at school. You're different. And I liked it when he said that. I wanted to be like him then.