I've reread a few of the posts above to put things in perspective again, in my mind.grinder wrote:Mikado,
When you said that you felt Morgans presence here on the forum I wondered if you meant .... logging in as one of us? .... or maybe just the feeling that he was somehow auditing the class sort of. And if you hav a suspicion that it might be one of us? Which one would you think? I have had the same thoughts myself and the thing that I found funny is that for awhile I thought that YOU were Morgan. I have a feeling that you and he might share some characteristics. I mean, you seemed to know so much about " Ashlawn". It was just sort of ... uncanny. But now I undersatnd a little more about you ... I guess not, huh? grinder
1. Morgan was fluent in Russian
2. The year was 1987
3. Unrest in the USSR was becoming a simmer in a pot
4. The Russians have things within just as the US does, in the wrong hands...add it up. And I ain't talkin' nukes
5. With that red hair of his he would be fair haired enough to fit in...he went deep
6. Within 5 years there would be no more USSR as there was before but the infrastructure for a super power was ripe for the plucking.
Is this a start for reasons to fake a death? Another new identity.
As to Ashlawn, well, to touch something is to know something, to view something is to see something as you change your TV with your remote but sometimes the remote just doesn't work unless it is pointed at the set and you need to know where the set is.....right kevin? ( I refuse to use the word Hobbit, where I am, it is used to demean)
Now for your last question. You gave me a chuckle, I must say, and Morgan I am not, I am a little shorter.......and better looking.<g> Remember, you don't have to sign in to see what is going on, only to post. Here is a clue, I have read so many of these posts, I lurked around reading long before I joined, for a reason, and writing styles are hard to hide as well as forced styles.
Anyhow, he seems to have a penchant for Texas, right in Victoria's backyard and right where Dr. Brown took his journals.
Mikado