Oh yeah, Mark? Well, guess whut my clock # is at work, huh? 834 is whut.

Best is the Buck knife my Dad sent me when I was at Dak To. Couldn't open a beer can, had to gnaw them babies open because I couldn't get a real knife; wrote home. Opened the package up a few weeks later, it was a Buck #119. Opened about a zillion steel cans with that puppy. You can still get them, #119s, I bought one about 5 years ago to replace that Nam knife that was stolen at Watkins Glen 20 years ago.

Just kidding around, guys. I agree. Sometimes the accidental parallels don't seem to be so accidental. Like the day of my first trip to the Wall, years ago, maybe 17 or 18 years ago, and when I walked up, the directory was already open to the page with Shifty's name on it...

Bob