“The house. It became an obsession. He'd come in about eleven every morning, exhausted, and it consumed him,' recalls Dave Larson. 'I remember all the conversations we had - he had drawings and talks. He was quite convinced it was going to make him an alcoholic. Having become a very important guy in such a short time, and Bob [Gage] up there in Pound Ridge, he felt, son-of-a-gun, I've got to do something unique. That's my job. '