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There’s a story behind it. About a month before this year’s retreat I called Tom Dyer. After numerous mailings. E-mails. A whole bunch of stuff. I finally get through to
this guy. 10:30 pm. He doesn’t seem to know what I’m talking about. Didn’t get the mail. Didn’t get the e-mail. Clueless. “TD you doing anything on the weekend of
November 6th?” “Ah. no. I don’t think so.” “You coming?” Pause. The best I can get out of
TD is “I’ll aim to be there.” I figure for whatever reason the guy is blowing us off. After all, he missed the first two retreats. Saturday afternoon, Lake Clear, I say to anyone who will listen, “That’s it. I’m tired of calling this guy. Somebody else can work on it. He’s out. He’s out of the loop as far as I’m concerned.” 6 pm. Pitch black outisde. Who walks in just after the onions go into the pot, TD. Tom, you gave a whole new meaning to the phrase, “I’ll aim to be there.”
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