After a few years of traveling around Escapees Club Escapades, Rallies, Parks and Co-ops, something weird happens -- you just can't remember when or where you last saw somebody.

I used to try to associate faces with something, like NM Ranch people always carrying a fly swatter, or Lead Hill people with the time an SKP's truck rolled into the lake. Helpful little reminders like that. Then again, maybe you have never seen them before in your life... and they don't know you either.