The Inspiration of Mr. Couroboros!

Some of you may remember a newbie to these forums from several years back, Couroboros, an intriguing user name that, if memory serves me, refers to a creature chasing him own tail. Mr. Couroboros thought this aptly metaphorical for pool swimming, where one goes back and forth endlessly above a black line. At the time, he was overweight and a total neophyte to swimming. He asked for, and received, no shortage of advice from many generous and encouraging members of this forum. Now, three years later, he has written about his new sport in a great short essay here: www.daca.org/.../daca_rocks.html Mr. Couroboros: you do swimming proud! Keep on chasing your tail in the years to come.
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    Ion Beza must have been before my time. Do tell!!!? I will just provide some details and you can fill in the rest: Ion grew up in communist Romania. He had a different world view: His views were as black and white as possible. There was a misprint in his almanac (Matt BOND) but he assumed that the person must have legally changed their name. He believed that - considering his lack of swimming background - he was one of the most accomplished swimmers in the world. He was an engineer by trade and had charts to prove this. I liked him. He sent me a card one time. I didn't reply quickly enough and he interpreted it as a slight. Which meant we could never be friends again. Really.
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    Ion Beza must have been before my time. Do tell!!!? I will just provide some details and you can fill in the rest: Ion grew up in communist Romania. He had a different world view: His views were as black and white as possible. There was a misprint in his almanac (Matt BOND) but he assumed that the person must have legally changed their name. He believed that - considering his lack of swimming background - he was one of the most accomplished swimmers in the world. He was an engineer by trade and had charts to prove this. I liked him. He sent me a card one time. I didn't reply quickly enough and he interpreted it as a slight. Which meant we could never be friends again. Really.
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