Dang, you were there at the beginning. Did you know Bill Scott?
The name doesn’t ring a bell, but, hey, it was fifty years ago.
Paul Petzoldt came along, however, I can remember that.
But, jeez, I carried a fifty pound pack up the sides of mountains. Now I can’t even carry a bag of groceries up the stairs to my front door!
Ah, golden years of youth....