Well, there was a lot Tom said, and Jo's chicken was the ultimate Sunday dinner. In the end though you have understand that as skydiving moved from the Gulch (Casa Grande and the Hells Angeles Nmark coversion Harpoon) to Coolidge (Beech 18s), and Darth and Mary died with Tom and Jo seeing them to other side, the world changed and skydiving, black death and all, became somewhat respectable. It was the turning point in the universe of skydiving as the providence of the past met the future. And as I would scream before every lift "all right boys and girls Blue Sky! to which the reply would always be Black Death!" Go forbid we another saftey meeting...
