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George Ewing died in May.
Three nights ago, Guy Wicker gathered the GT folks around the campfire where George often cooked*.

Guy and I read George's story "Pyros" aloud. It's about a group of techies who have conducted an experiment while camping. They've disappeared. So has a substantial piece of the Keewenaw Peninsula.
There were grins of recognition. There were outbusts of laughter. George was working his storytelling magic. It was a good time.
*Not this campfire. A different campfire** nearby.
**Not this campfire either; it is on the other side of the world. But George would have liked to see it.
Three nights ago, Guy Wicker gathered the GT folks around the campfire where George often cooked*.

There were grins of recognition. There were outbusts of laughter. George was working his storytelling magic. It was a good time.
*Not this campfire. A different campfire** nearby.
**Not this campfire either; it is on the other side of the world. But George would have liked to see it.
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