We headed straight for the LOCK-11 booth and found it manned by three guys who were the developers of the product; I recognized them and they recognized me—even as a teen, I already had a reputation as a phreaker and hacker because of a big story the LA Times had run about my first juvenile brush with the authorities. The article reported that I had talked my way into a Pacific Telephone building in the middle of the night and walked out with computer manuals, right under the nose of their security guard. (It appears the Times wanted to run a sensationalist story and it served their purposes to publish my name; because I was still a juvenile, the article violated the custom if not the law of withholding the names of minors accused of wrongdoing.)