Notice the numbering gap. During the original run of Marty Gray, I was on a press trip to Branson, Mo., and got stuck overnight in Oklahoma City after a thunderstorm grounded my flight back to NYC. Short on time and short on dial-up access (this was the dark days of 1997, mind you), I said, "To heck with it—I'll miss one day." None of our 20 readers complained.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Marty Gray #092
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