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Get Me Bigfoot!

August 5, 2001

Prague, Czechoslovakia

“First time in Prague?” asked Thaddeus Foote as
he greeted a sleepy August Thatcher at the
airport. It was very early in the morning and
still dark outside. The airport was almost
completely devoid of human activity.

“Oh...hey Thad. It’s my first time anywhere
outside the U.S. That was the longest amount of
time that I ever spent on a plane.”

“You do look kind of tired.”

“I’ve never been able to sleep on planes. All I
ever really do is look out the window, even if
it’s just ocean below.”

“Myself, I like to read when flying,” said Foote
as he led Thatcher to the special office in