George Clyde is roughly my counterpart in Dawn Riley's Cup team K-Challenge. Dawn, by the way, is a Michigan native, I believe having grown up in St Clair Shores.
George is on his third Cup campaign, and we have become quite good friends as well as colleagues in the Cup rules business and on the Challenger Commission. George succeeded me as CC Chairman, and is doing a nice job.
We had another of our bi-monthly or so CC meetings yesterday, and then Louis Vuitton hosted another superb dinner last evening for us -- this time at Malmoe's leading restaurant. The reindeer was superb; so was the lobster that preceded that course. To say nothing of all the Moet that was flowing. Life is tough. ;)
At dinner last evening I sat with George's wife, Sheri. Leslie, Meg and I are particularly fond of Sheri for all the fun we had together in Auckland. And Sheri, like Meg and sister Cristine, is quite an artist.
Anyway, I have always thought Sheri resembled my mother, "Granda Jan".
Well, now we know why -- Sheri, like Grandma Jan, is of direct Norwegian descent. Upon discovering that last night, Sheri and I had a big laugh when I recited the little ditty I remember hearing from Grandpa Fredrickson (some 45 years ago!):
"10,000 Swedes ran through the weeds, chased by one Norwegian."
Sheri, too, had heard that from her Grandfather, but we won't be shouting that out in the streets of Malmoe while we are here!
OK, you be the judge...are my eyes going bad or is Sheri my mother's long lost little sister?

Sheri Clyde at the K-Challenge Base here in Malmoe this morning.




















