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in the back of my little truck. I had it tripped over because it was raining. Oddly, the border guard thought that was strange, that I would cover my stuff in the rain. So he proceeded to empty my truck on the side of the road. Even after seeing military ID and finding out that I was being posted across the country. So yes, that was the one only time I came across the border because of that asshole. I never bothered to go back and I had no intention of going back now. One bad apple man, that's all it takes. The E3, FBX, document control. Here you go. It just takes one bad apple. I want to turn it on. Once with my mother, she took me as a young lady up to Montreal on a bus trip from New York.