In a message dated 10/27/2009 2:00:15 AM Central Daylight Time, 
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> 
> Michael,  But you didn't come visit me in VT, what happened?  Ruth
> 
> PS:  Sounds like you had a helluva trip though.


Ruth ; mea culpa ;  and best laid plans of mice and men. By the time I got 
up there I saw nothing but trouble ... 
t
he trip started out pleasant and innocent  enough ;
 a reunion of colleagues from the Findhorn Foundation in Scotland where I 
was a resident stonemason and beer maker.
Findhorn for those who don't know it is Britain's equivalent  California's  
Esylen Institute at Big Sur. 
Findhorn at its early foundations in the 70's was a Bohemian enclave 
of;Dharma bums; artisan carpenters, flower power  plasterers, free love  
painters; and back to the land  stone masons who wandered into the place with 
a back pack and well just never left.
The stone was good; the food was great and the beer was better;
Fresh faced  red freckled wild hair lassies helped the masons build a  wood 
burning sauna  on the North Sea that to this day I am told still holds the 
frivolity of the New years day swim and for  how many Swedish /Norwegian 
girl back packers you can cram  into a sauna; and that was the overall problem  
because at the  reunion  after 35 yrs on the lam from the place no one 
could recognize anyone with their clothes on; the Laphroaig helped though.
> The ride home with Daddy (father)  and sister was right out of Tennessee 
> Williams Cat on a Hot Tin Roof  as  it  was sobering to say the least; 
> scream therapy is best that describes it   as I was haunted and humbled by the 
> experience that gives greater meaning to the fables of Oedipus, Cassandra, 
> and the black widow that devours its young ...., oh well ..as Pogo says .. 
> the hotter the fire  the harder the brick   /Py ..see you in Spring 
> 


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