The people you meet on the street

Met a woman on the street, said she knew Gazzo. Also said her boy friend was Apollo. "Apollo the Pick Pocket" I asked, she confirmed with a wide eyed grin. I told her I had seen his lecture a few years ago and that the information was eye opening and revolutionary. Combining martial arts with a light touch system of spectator management was all new to me.

At the same convention I later witnessed a confrontation between a big, bad, tatoo-clad, drunk Reed McKlintok and a short trim and well spoken Apollo. Nothing happened. Magicians crowded around with a taste for raw meat. Who would have won that fight, I don't know. But it was the real life drama of the passion of our art and at least a dozen tall boy beers.

She said she liked my act. That was nice.