04/29/2026
The Golden Handshake - Winger General Store 1976
The first question in my head at the time was: "Is this guy running for Mayor of Erieau or something?". I had walked to the end of the pier and had just snapped a picture of the sunrise shorty after 7:00 am on Oct. 6th, 2016, installation day for a couple of CDi3.FTe switchers offshore of Morpeth. As I was making my way back to the boat I noticed someone we all knew, walking away from his silver Dodge toward me, right arm extended, he wanted to shake hands. The handshake did happen shortly thereafter, however, the question in my head had morphed to: "Why now?", given we had both worked for the same companies for over twenty years, yet all kinds of potential opportunities over at least two decades had produced exactly zero handshakes. Perturbed by this, I looked around for "big shots" or anything else that could justify the behaviour, didn't see anything, but once on the boat I asked around and sure enough, there was someone else inside the silver Dodge, one that would be ultimately deciding how much to dish out to people on the future unsecured creditors list, eight or so months later. "Perturbed" had now advanced to "disturbed" and so I now required character references, you know, showing off is one thing, brown-nosing is another. The crazy thing in all this is I didn't have to go far to get those character references, in fact I didn't have to go anywhere, had all the answers before the boat left the dock in Erieau, all I had to do is call home...
Adam
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