The fight happened at what was supposed to be a dance. 

The irony can’t be lost here. 

I probably had the exact proportion of alcohol required  to neutralise my fears, I was a chemist like that🤣

Then all hell broke out.

I don’t know what I said; but I was throwing my jacket over my head with a lung full of rage directed at the melee and everyone just stopped what they were doing  and were staring at me.

The band stopped playing and all eyes were on me, mouths agape. 

Many years later I told this to a warrior trying to get some clues. 

He smiled and said, “They were looking at their own fears… you scared them.”

I don’t think I ever went back. 

Dennis Mantin