Hearing about places like this always makes me nostalgic, thinking about the days when you had to wear a suit to work, everybody smelled like smoke, grown men didn't exercise except when doing chores, and the only skill that mattered was BS-ing your way to the next deal so you could hit the scotch. Men were more in touch with their mortality then, probably because they dropped dead on the job regularly.
I also think of all the places we used to go when I was a kid. They seemed like awesome cultural experiences, and nowadays people would just go "what the?" Places like Fort Shiloh, birthday parties at McDonalds (and the awesome death trap merry-go-round!!), the bleachers at Arlington Stadium...
94chem,
That, sir, was the greatest post in the history of TexAgs. I salute you. -- Dough