You’d think that if you’ve known a guy for 12 years you’d at least be able to spell his name correctly. That seems reasonable, eh? Well, my apologies to Peter Bernacki for misspelling his name throughout a story I had written about him going to next week’s BC Liberal convention in Whistler. Peter’s a pretty good guy so he didn’t rant at me or demand an apology, but it is nonetheless embarrassing to do that.
So… my apologies, Peter. You’re a hell of a guy and a good friend.