The vanished job applications at McDonnell Douglas were a catalyst for both Ray and myself and we both went off in opposite directions. Ray and Stacey, who had been together at Christmas 1985 definitely had a plan B and it was time to launch it.
It was a bright Sunday and I drove down to Crosby, I'm not sure if my original intention was to visit Ian Tasker or to see if Ray Norton was windsailing there at the marina.
I ended up at Crosby Marina and sat on a park bench, people watching. It was a fresh, sunny day and I sat there for an hour or more, replaying my life up to that point and returning to some of the thoughts I had at the end of 1984 and the pre California days of 1985.
You could call it a step function, an epiphany or a light bulb moment, but I ended up calling it my "Crosby Marina Moment" which changed the course of my life from that point on. Self diagnosis that fixed a lot of the issues that were causing me trouble.
I would think that some people might just call it growing up and taking responsibility for my actions.
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