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To: CDMQ who wrote (30602)	5/22/1999 7:07:00 PM
From: Sawtooth	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 152472

Q-Thread Public Service Announcement I am currently reading (among other things, as usual) the book A Walk in the Woods (Rediscovering America on the Appalachian Trail) by Bill Bryson. This is an outstanding, must-read for anyone who enjoys the outdoors. Guess I brought this up here because Bryson has an intelligent yet oft-irreverent writing style that reminds of many of the posters on this thread <ggg>. Enjoy! ...Tim End of Q-Thread Public Service Announcement

To: CDMQ who wrote (30602)	5/23/1999 12:39:00 PM
From: JMD	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 152472

****off topic***** CDMQ--Mario Savio died in the last year, heart attack after moving some heavy furniture. He was a philosophy grad student at the time of the Free Speech Movement though he may have done some physics work as well as you suggest. In my very personal and highly prejudiced opinion, one of the most gifted orators of this or any generation. It was Mario who convinced me to give up politics and take up surfing. I mean if you waltzed in to the debate room and saw Mario on the other team you'd be well advised to just throw in the towel and go shoot some 8-ball instead of wasting your time. I witnessed him render opponents literally speechless, and these guys were not weak sisters. The Chairman of the Academic Senate at Berkeley is typically one very bright hombre'. When Mario got done with him, he was looking [and feeling] poorly. I got to know the guy as a co-worker of all things. In my starving student days, I struggled to make ends meet via that most honorable of professions: bar tending. When I showed up for my first night's shift, who should be next to me but Mario! (he was already quite the celebrity, about which, indicientally, he cared not at all and was in fact painfully shy and HATED to be 'the man') So of course I'm psyched, and fired off a few incredibly brilliant and witty lines just to let him know how very profoundly cool I was. His response was a weak smile, followed a few moments later by an invitation to play chess in between shoveling out beers. Well I was holding my own and feeling pretty damn good about it, I don't mind telling you, when I discovered that he was simultaneously playing about 6 other games all the while keeping the cash register humming in a VERY busy joint. Of course the decibel level was somewhere north of painful, and I really started to lose my concentration when a young lady took it upon herself to use the bar as a dance floor and STEPPED ON OUR DAMN BOARD. [okay, so the place was not totally legit, but jeez it was fun] Check it out: Mario comes by and restores all the pieces to their pre-stomped position w/o so much as pausing, makes his play, and moves on. Game, set, and match; lights out; the Fat Lady sang, whatever: Surfer Mike hung up his political/intellectual cleats right then and there. Not in the same league? How about not in the same universe? Anyway, the post script is that he was a hell of a nice guy. There was a memorial for him at Cal a few months back which I attended. It was a very fitting tribute, and you will now appreciate why I could barely suppress a smile when speaker after speaker referenced his intellectual prowess with a wince (if they had contested him), or great praise (if they had been on the same side). Kind regards, Mike Doyle