Three great HUZZAH's for Myron Lind.

Karl Wolz

Myron responded to my Tuesday night post with an offer to assist if
> I made it up his way.  He e-mailed me that his bike shop was just .6 miles
off
> I-81 and that he had a used slave cylinder, a creeper, a few tools, and a
> shower if necessary.  I coasted and jerked my way into the Shoneys's Inn,
less
> than a mile from Myron's shop and called him in the morning.
>
> Once at Myron's we discovered that he did not have that used slave
cylinder
> after all.  We called around looking for a new one, but came up empty.  I
was
> just about ready to head out, attempting to complete the remainder of the
> journey sans clutch, when Myron made the ultimate Vanagon List Member/Hero
> gesture ...
>
> ... Myron offered me the shirt (slave cylinder) off his back (Westy).  I
kid
> you not!  He told me I could pull the perfectly good clutch slave cylinder
off
> of his White Westy and put it on my double cab so that I could get home!
Can
> you believe that!  Myron - you are the man!