We got back up on the tower in Lusaka National Park to watch that big sun go down, and we were home. What a way to come back to this city. There's a certain quote from Hunter S Thompson that will always make me think of our time here. It starts like this: "Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas. Five years later? Six? It seems like a lifetime, or at least a Main Era—the kind of peak that never comes again. San Francisco in the middle sixties was a very special time and place to be a part of. Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run . . . but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant..." If you track down the rest of that quote, you'll find references to a lot of places in the American West. But replace them one by one- the Fillmore with Chindo, the Bay Bridge with Great East Road, the East Bay towns with Hollywood, and Las Vegas with this very tower- and you'll see what I mean. MH