This exactly describes when I met Dink for the first time. He always has a word...It makes me very sad to think of not getting cornered by Dink and getting my ear talked off about everything under the sun.
The first time I met him (years ago), I was working a trial and he asked me to help him move some equipment "for a few minutes". Two hours later, and after a sightseeing tour of the Spillway, I made it back to my stake.
And I still see him flapping his arms and tromping a circle on a sandbar in the Spillway, yelling "no, no, NO!" in response to a set-up he didn't like.
He will be sorely missed by South La RC.