A Day to Remember
I was in England on business—some sort of software event in London, the details long since faded and obscured. But this day, this day … the memories surge back, filling out in technicolor as I write and research, a kind of archaeological dig through both memories and the vast web of resources now at my fingertips about the people, places, and things we encountered this day. It was early June 1987, and I was fortunate in that my wife was able to make the trip with me....