I met David Foster on the northeast corner of the Edmonton Country Club in 1986, at the Wayne Gretzky Golf Classic. He was already the man behind half the songs on your parents’ car radio. I was the man responsible for a tee shot so crooked the marshals gave it a nickname.

My swing that day had all the rhythm of a filing cabinet falling down a staircase.

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David laughed so hard he nearly shanked his own drive.

Forty years on, it remains the closest I have come to co-writing a hit with him.

We had a mutual friend in Rick Hansen, which is how David and I kept crossing paths. A year earlier, David had produced a song for the St. Elmo’s Fire soundtrack — one that served as an anthem of Rick’s Man in Motion World Tour, carrying him across two hemispheres, one wheel-turn at a time.

A couple of years later, David and I sat together at........

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