I'd guess these sad tidings would be reason as any that if you ever did want to meet someone, do something, or whatever, in person to not hesitate. Not saying the next Campfire Gathering will fit my timeline but it sounds like some great bond are formed. I kinda figured some time I would beg some of you old guys to let me sit in on one of your outwest gatherings...and maybe still will. This is a reminder that time doesn't stand still while one waits.

- and Greg, assuming we meet on a mountain top, somewhere, some time, I not only forgive but laugh about the time you told me you would "squash my head like a zit".


Liberalism; The impossible yet accepted notion that it is entirely possible to pick up a turd by the clean end.