So I’m finished with a bike ride and am gasping like the beached whale I am when the guy in the white station wagon pulls over and rolls down his window. Who he is, I dunno–I’ve met a lot of people this last two weeks and broke my people-remembering bone about five years ago. Guy says “I saw your article in the paper! They had your picture!”
Oh, thanks! They printed it? Good! Guess I’d better find it in the subscriber’s area.
By the way here’s the Barnett article.
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