To the right is a reasonable facsimile of Dr. Duffer hardly working, ahumm working hard, on his next solution. He remembers: Chick-boom, insert-pull-slide. Insert-pull-Slide, chick-Boom. The factory was not the life Bassman was working for. Repetition was not in his program. He needed more than dirty hands at the end of the day. Besides money to pay his bills, he needed satisfaction of coming into work with a blue suit, white shirt and red tie. That took education. He went to school at night to get a Degree in MIS. Now he can wear those cloths and know he deserves to. Cloths do not define Dr. Duffer however. He has transcended his appearance. Bassman is more than he appears.

Bassman also has two amazing talents. For one, he can look at the air temperature, water temperature, barometer, wind direction and lake conditions and tell you if people will be catching fish that day. Fishing is a science and Dr. Duffer is a professor. Secondly, he can through grass in the air to check the wind. He can examine his lie and distance to the pin. Evaluate the hazards in front of him. Duffer then executes a tremendous swing as he hits the tree direct center of its two inch circumference.

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