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the wall of my hanger where I keep my toys and go to escape the wilds of
the world. Over by my workbench, I have put a few pictures on the wall. You will notice a couple of drawings that dominate the scene. I spend a lot of time here, and I am constantly reminded of two things. One is of my long time great friend and artist, Hames . His art reminds me also of the greatest group of folks anyone could hope to have known and grown with in the early years. My friends from the class of 1961. I remember and think of you daily.
I'll bet that even Hames did not imagine
that when he penned these images in his youth, that some 50 years later
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