Mike's site is still under construction, however, he has asked to relay one item to everyone:
Most disturbing memory from IVC:
My most embarassing moment revolves around a "party" that Todd Trueblood duped me into going to with him one crisp September evening.
The autumn leaves drifted to the ground as I pulled my car into stately Trueblood Manor. I was a little reluctant to go to the party, because I knew that that part of the city had a tawdry reputation. Although I love Todd like a brother, the guys at this party seemed to love him more like a second cousin from the foothills of Kentucky. As you might imagine, I was a little uncomfortable with the familiarity with which Todd was greeted. As I was backing out the front door to my car I noticed several squad cars approaching with lights flashing and sirens blaring.
I made a quick exit without being seen by the police officers. I was quite concerned about Todd's well being, but hey, it was my butt, too.
To this day, Todd and I have never discussed that fateful night.