I was introduced to this friend in an oil field with pumps nodding in the background. That day he had a different motorcycle than this one and was waiting for delivery from the factory. I never worked directly with this man nor did he influence the systems that were taken under contract after I last saw him. One day he and his girl friend and my wife and I went to see the Indianapolis 500 race on a movie screen in downtown Long Beach. My wife did not like the quality of the TV blown up so much on the screen and we had to leave after only a short time.
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stonermail