Bill with some business associates... LOL... wouldn't know it though, would you ?

Phil, on the left is from Sydney, Angelica is Swedish and Doug is English.

They all work for DuPont in their respective countries.

We were all given cap guns... should have heard it... worse than a bunch of kids ! And when the caps ran out, they collected them up and gave us water pistols. THAT was when the fun really started ! No-one cared who they squirted, and some of them were refilling them with alcoholic beverages ! Speaking of which... I decided I would partake that night, and asked what was in those innocent looking bottles with the Finnish writing. I was told it was a spirit mixed with fruit juice, so I took one. Everyone was drinking from bottles, so I had a few sips from mine before going to get something to eat. I filled my plate and looked for somewhere to sit. There were a few small but high round tables with bar stools, so I put my bottle on a table, and that's when I came eye to eye with the contents.... yep.... there was a worm in the bottom of my bottle ! I did my best to convince myself that the few mouthfuls I'd had weren't contaminated, but all I drank for the rest of the night was water from my own bottle ! That's not my bottle I'm shooting in the pic... it's Bill's beer that he asked me to hold while he took the photo.

Looks like he belongs there, doesn't he ?!!

That's me in the teepee... or is it a wigwam ? Hmmmm... let's see....

WordWeb says a teepee is : A native American tent; usually of conical shape.

and a wigwam is : A native American dwelling frequently having an oval shape and covered with bark or hides.

Note.. the time on the photo is 9.39 pm and the sky is still bright blue. The sun was at about 45 degrees or maybe higher.

During the course of the conference, there was a "Miss Glass Processing Days" quest (naturally !!) and at each social function, the contestants paraded in various items of attire. On the final night, this young lady was judged the winner. So... of course... Bill and Doug had to have their picture taken with her !

Later that night, (I should say, in the wee small hours of the morning !) Bill almost caused WW3 when a few of us got together for a drink (yes, after the party they needed a drink ! I had hot chocolate. ) at a little Irish bar across the river from our hotel. One of the locals, who had obviously already had one too many, asked if we minded if he joined us. Being the sociable crowd that we are, we shoved our chairs around a bit to make room for him at the table. The conversation covered various topics, but eventually this man began to enquire as to the purpose of the conference. He was very concerned about all these foreigners invading his city, and seemed to think that there was evil afoot. We had a couple of Americans in our party, and he began asking them why America wants to rule the whole world. They tried to explain to him that this was simply a conference about glass and that no-one was going to cause any problems, but he wasn't easily reassured... particularly when Bill pulled out his water pistol and squirted him fair and square in the face !

If looks could kill !!! My big lug of a hubby thought it was hilarious, but our guest was not amused !

This one was taken after our Finnish friend beat a hasty retreat !

Jeff (centre) works for DuPont in Delaware, and that's Phil (Oz) again on the right.