The spirit of RCFM: This time it's haystack's fault.

At RCFM Sunday night someone I then did not know or not know well wanted in on the dead dog party but was broke. I made a quick arrangement, effectively giving him a very small sum to gain entry. It would not have been a loss worth worrying about. I really expected not to see it again and get not much more than a "thank you" for it.

That was not the correct assumption. It turns out it was haystack who got a little help that night. I also recall jugularjaguar (well, Draconis, anyway) giving him some grief about the arrangement. And after that, I pretty much forgot about it. After all, how many times does one hear about a repayment that never comes?

haystack did not forget. He asked for my address a while ago. Today I got the result. A short letter with a sketch on it and repayment of more than the sum I lent him. He didn't have to do that. He did it anyway.

While it is extremely unlikely that Jim Groat is reading this, I can answer his question of Thursday afternoon about my being at RCFM: "You drove all the way down from Minnesota for this? Why?!" Why? To be with some of the coolest, most fun, and most honorable people around, that's why.