I was looking through a bunch of family pictures at Grover's house and we came across a goofy-looking shot of a man obviously from the 70's. (This shot was the infamous "Three Beers Later," where the picture isn't out of focus, Barry is.) When I learned his name was Barry (written on the back), I erupted with laughter - "Barry" is the most 70's of all names! Then the legends started up around all this mystique. He's actually a friend of Grover's parents. His wife left him. He still lives in Maine somewhere. I made a shirt out of his head. We were thinking of tracking him down (by driving through his town with the photo of him blown up to poster size and mounted on the car), but it never happened. IF YOU OR ANYONE YOU KNOW HAS SEEN HIM, DON"T LET HIM KNOW ABOUT HIS CULT FOLLOWING!

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