#28, Mike Neal.

Mike Neal! Nobody could call you by just your first name. You worked in Fine Arts, and were probably one of the best artists we ever had working there. Cowboy boots and a far-fetched anecdote were your two main characteristics. We found out later you had epilepsy, because you had a seizure at work one day. I always enjoyed your (Texas?) drawl, and your surreal wood-panel paintings. Always a pleasure to see you at parties, my friend. Hope there will be a next time.