In a message dated 10/27/2009 2:00:15 AM Central Daylight Time, [log in to unmask] writes: > > 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 > -- To terminate puerile preservation prattling among pals and the uncoffee-ed, or to change your settings, go to: <http://listserv.icors.org/archives/bullamanka-pinheads.html>