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SEPTEMBER 1976…
found us on a jet, heading to South America. Greg had visited the field when he was single and had even gotten the chance to be in on opening up a new work. This time, things were different; he wasn’t alone. He was traveling with a wife (me) and a little two year old, Tammy. We arrived at 1:00 a.m. and after a few short hours of sleep we were on our way to San ...