Dear Narval
I think we know the same set of interlocking networks. We crossed pedestrian paths at GARD, which he presided before rising to his current level of eminence although even then my face was worth only his nod, a smile and a handshake.
Still, I am sure he was shaken.
I am equally sure that Mr. Gourgeon was equally shaken.
Is there ego in it?
Yeah.
But it's still sincere.
As pedestrians, we do what we can with what and who we are.
(To moddies: this is OT and I apologize -- please make an exception just this once)