>So, like, just out of curiosity, where was the luncheon? Brian Trout & I >wandered around the thingamabobber for a while & could not find it. Sorry I >missed it. Behind Webb Phillips booth in the exhibition hall. A steadily growing number of us paced back and forth between the two feeding stations, looking hungry and confused until someone showed up and opened curtain number three to reveal the tables. Out theory was that if we accumulated a big enough crowd, looking hungry enough, someone would help us out if for no other reason than to disarm us. It worked, and was sort of like winning a door prize. Ron N
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