But, it gets better. I'm sitting in the suite, sampling the Heineken (just in case - you know, there can be a bad batch once in awhile) when a guy walks in and asks if my wife's boss has made it there. I say, no, he's not here yet. He introduces himself and he's got the same last name as H.B.. I ask what's his relation to H.B. and he says; "He's my son."!
So, I ask him; "Remember two summers ago, when H.B. rode down to Indiana with 'some guy he met on the internet' to meet with a bunch of Hiwatt amp collectors?". He says; "Yeah.". I said; "That was ME!".
You just never know! Kind of a 6 degrees of Hiwatt separation thing.
The only question remaining is: When will it be VintageHiwattConvention night at "The X"

Dave