I suppose there are lots of this sort of story about Queen Elizabeth, but this one has been going around Canada recently (it was heard on the CBC) and I wanted to post it in time for Remembrance Day.

A student visiting the apartment of the aging concierge of a building in Montreal was surprised to see that he, a French Canadian, had a veritable shrine to the Queen, photos and so on. Since this was definately contrary to the expected Quebecois attitude, the student asked about it. The old gentleman proudly showed off every item of memorabilia and related how, during World War II, he had been a sergeant in charge of a truck convoy making its way through a desolate part of England when he came upon two women trying to fix an army truck that had broken down. Halting the convoy, the man got out and was astonished to find that one of the women was Princess Elizabeth, the future queen (who of course at that time was a truck driver in the Women's Auxilary Corps). The present-day concierge said that he could see that the problem was a familiar one, so he suggested that the two women have a seat in the truck while he was doing the repair work but (and here he choked up a bit and had to clear his throat, etc) the Princess said that no, since he outranked her, she would remain standing in his presence.

A remarkable woman is my Queen.