Bob, remember the day in Biloxi when Greg, you and
I (among others) were in a tournament at one of the casinos....Greg pocketed some of the tournament chips for his collection (as we all did) but he got nervous and headed for the men's room. I am sure he planned to sneak to the car to leave the tournament chips.....He was a scared puppy....remembered how we laughed, laughed and laughed....Greg was one of the people I looked forward to seeing at the Conventions....he was always smiling, boy I will miss him....