Hi Rich, I remember being a sardine there at GULAG5515. I have posted about that day before as I can still feel the cold wet "everyone else's sweat" drenched jeans I had on sitting in a quarter inch deep puddle of fuckin condensation. That was led I believe by SCOTT Prophett. Scott was a mean MO FO, for sure. I have some of his office memos here on file that prove it! I think he broke his back working a few years ago and that's about all I know about him now. Sardine room, wow, I had not heard anyone say anything about that day till you did. Thank you for being here. I was a bigger one too, so I restrained a dude named Paul A. We met again about 6 years ago, and then once more last summer, no problems, he is "over it" so to speak and wants nothing to do with the memories of that place. I got set back because I wrote a poem about him. Deany Mistretta was in on that one. Open meeting review. :smokin: