Hey Neal,
I was impress that you cared enough to do some studying of MG. Nice old
buddy.

However, by talking about pictures of me, in Wilbur's name just couldn't
be. Those pictures were long before the creation of W. Hubbard.

About the chewing; I haven't eaten a steak or any other cut of meat that
requires chewing since 1988, without grinding it up first. To this very
day, it is necessary to hold my bottom jaw with my thumb to even eat egg
salad. I still suffer from double vision, when tired. I swear to Christ
Neal, if some one drew a caulk line on the pavement I'd trip over it.

I went into Medical Remission around 1990. This let me sail but with a
crew, although there were times when I slipped back into crisis.

It was around 1996 the General MG was pretty much under control but the
Ocular MG was bad. You probably remember the plastic implants in both
eyes.

I was around 2005 that the General MG started to return and my sense of
balance started to suffer.

That was what made ME beach myself. What made beach yourself??

Any way that's a long serious answer to a rather involved barb, for your
information that blew your cover as Wilbur but did impress Ol Thom with
your research.