I just want to echo that, Ginger. The Seed on SR 84 was a vast, empty building with row upon row of vacant chairs when I was there, '79-'85. There were 20 or so full-time Seed people who came into the group regularly, and a small group of graduates who showed up on ocassion. I never saw Art with a friend or colleague, outside of the core staff members, and in spite of all the talk about the Hollywood connections, war buddies, etc., Art struck me as a lonely person. Also it was so rare that a Seed graduated came back to visit (who wasn't in for a 'refresher') that I can't think of it happening more than once or twice in my 7 years. Art and staff would talk about all of the successful graduates who were off living their lives, while we, the chosen few, kept the temple lamps lit. How come no one wants to visit us? I used to wonder.