Okay, I hate to do this....

In article , Wolfgang
writes
So you were in Wayno-land eh?

Well, I was in the state of North Carolina. Looking at my World Atlas, I
see that the isle of Great Britain is about 581.43 miles, from Beachy Head,
southeast of London, to Cape Wrath in the northwest highlands of
Scotland......as the crow flies. North Carolina, from Nags Head on the
Atlantic coast to the the tri-state corner shared with Georgia and
Tennessee, is about 493.89. So, yeah, roughly.

We may be small but we have a huge heart :-)

Was he one of your companions perchance?

Sadly, I must report that he was not. Sadly, because although we have never
technically "fished" together, I have enjoyed his company (immensely) at
three or four of these gatherings, and he was definitely missed at this one.
The "gentlemen" referred to above were Messrs. Knight, Miller, and Vance.
This one was not slated to be a ROFFian get-together. It just happened that
a few people planned to be in the area at approximately the same time, and I
took advantage of the opportunity to avail myself of benefiting from their
good manners by showing up and counting on the justly famed southern
hospitality to keep from being summarily and forcibly ejected from the
premises. It works every time.

aA I write I'm looking at a baseball cap issued for the '99 ROFF Fall
Ball ans I see Jeff Miller's signature on it !

I treasure this cap !

The other signatories we-Daytripper, I.J (Indian Joe) Wayne Knight,
Louis LaPlac (the rev Dave laCourse) Charlie Choc, Waldo (where is he?),
Tom Brown, Steve Zimmerman and Bill Crowe.....and NO Wayno !!!......
..... I nearly forgot - Ken Fortenberry.
Wolfgang
on the other hand, the *******s caught all the fish, leaving me and my bum
left hind flipper to lurch along, whimpering pitifully (though, evidently,
not pitifully enough), in their wake.

I hope they shared their fish :-)
--
Bill Grey