The slightly sanitized version.

These stories are rooted in what actually happened. We’ve cleaned up some details to respect people’s privacy and the companies and brands involved. A good story doesn’t need to publish somebody else’s private business.

It’s also my version. Memory is imperfect, old emails only tell you so much, and I’m sure somebody remembers a few of these days differently.

For a beer or two, the whole story might come out. Or at least the version with more hand gestures.

If you were there, want to compare notes, or think I got something wrong, drop me a line.