From: keaches@magnus.acs.ohio-state.edu (Kevin S Eaches)
Subject: A return, and a good-bye....
Keywords: death, Asimov
Organization: The Ohio State University
Date: Mon, 6 Apr 1992 18:07:57 GMT

     During a lull in the conversations, the door to the Place opens, and a 
figure that hasn't been seen for a while walks in.
     "Hello all!"  Legion says, as he walks into the busy bar. "How's it going?
 Sorry to be gone so long, but things got so hectic last fall with research 
that I had to quit posting and put more of my attention to that.  Things have 
quieted down a bit, so hopefully I'll be back more regularly now.  I've been 
lurking mainly, off and on as time permits...."  He heads over to Mike, waving 
at familiar faces as he passes - DM, kitten, Kateri, Didi-Sprite..."Mike, I'd 
like two drinks:  a glass of champaigne, and a double scotch."  He reaches into
his pocket, and pulls out two 1-dollar bills.  He lays the money on the counter
and picks up his drinks.  As he's walking towards the fireplace, he notices the
blackboard, and hmmms.  "Oh yes, I'd better correct that first..."  He goes 
over quickly to it, and erases the MIA next to his name.  "And since I didn't 
get to it the first time I was here....."

Kevin 'Legion' Eaches
email: keaches@magnus.acs.ohio-state.edu
favorite drinks: hot chocolate with Baileys', Dr. Pepper, scotch
Birthday: May 17, 1969

     "There, that's done...". He dusts the chalk dust off his hands, and picks 
up his drinks. "Now, where was I...? Oh, yes." He walks over to the line, and 
holds up the champaigne.  "This toast is for my return, and for the pleasant 
things that have been happening while I was gone - to Emerald Lee and the new 
parents, to Bard's wedding, and to Toothpick's new job!"  He quickly drains the
glass, and throws it in to the fireplace.  *CRASH*
     "And now, the sad news.  As most of you probably know by now, Dr. Isaac 
Asimov passed away on Sunday.  Yet another one of the great dreamers gone.  
This toast is for him, and for all the other dreamers, who've given us 
something of themselves in their works." He drains the scotch in a single gulp,
and throws the glass into the fireplace, HARD!  *CRAAAAASH*  Shards of glass 
spray out, fortunately not going very far.  As he walks away from the 
fireplace, the people close to him can see a tear trickling down his cheek. 
"Sorry for all the emotion, but Isaac was one of the people who introduced me 
to science-fiction (along with Heinlein), and I just found out about his death 
about an hour ago..."  He walks quietly back to the bar, and lays a Susan B. 
Anthony dollar on the counter.  "Mike, I'd like a hot chocolate, with a hefty 
dose of Baileys', please."  He picks up his hot chocolate, and goes over to a 
table and sits down.  He sips quietly at his drink, and tries to cheer up, 
watching the goings-on in the bar.  "Oh, by the way.  I'm now on HoloMUCK, and 
I love the thought of a real-time conference.  Weekends or early afternoons 
(USA - eastern time) are the best times for me...."  Legion stretches out, and 
waits for responses.....
                                          Kevin 'Legion' Eaches
                                          keaches@magnus.acs.ohio-state.edu
P.S. - Yes, my name gets mispronounced too!  Eakes, and Akes are the most 
commons mispronunciations....It's actually pronounced like 'peaches', without 
the 'p'.
                        Lady Bless!