Recently I asked Ruth and Tom (my daughter and son) to stop on their way out to Park City, Utah. to stop and say hi to a couple of friends from back in my days at the University of New Mexico. They did and had a great time, but Ruth sheepishly admitted to me that they were little reluctant because the didn’t know what kind of friends they might be, Maybe it was the memory of photos like this in their memory banks that had them worried? This one is from circa ‘74 left to right Ham, Sam and Tim. Hamilton is the one who worked with my one summer as he road out hurricane season, with his boat anchored down in crane creek. He introduced me to Esther for which I will ever be grateful!