Reminds me of a story. My dad, back in the early '70s, walking back to a parking lot full of RVs and not paying attention, accidentally wound up alongside the wrong Winnie. Put his key in, unlocked the door, stepped inside, and went Whoa!
Come to find out, somehow he had wound up with a master key that could open any and every Winnie.
Mike G.
Liberty is meaningless where the right to utter one's thoughts and opinions has ceased to exist. That, of all rights, is the dread of tyrants. --Frederick Douglass
photo: Yosemite Valley view from Taft Point