It never ceases to amaze me, how small some spheres of the world are. At the beginning of my freshman year here at Washington & Lee, a couple of my hall-mates and I were shooting the breeze in their room, when we got around to naming our fathers' alma maters. The other two guys I was talking to learned that their fathers had atended Sewanee at the same time, and subsequently learned that their fathers knew each other while at Sewanee. And now I'm delighting in these stories of chance meetings between two GCAers. All my mettings with other members of this group have been planned, but I look forward to perhaps some random ones as well. If any of you see a blue-and-white Washington & Lee Golf bag with a set of left-handed clubs in it, chances are that they are mine.