Garry Meier The moment I knew we had really started clicking was when we started that anti disco thing. We had a membership card you had to get to become an official member of the anti-disco army. I’ll never forget this. One day sacks and sacks and sacks of mail were brought into this conference room. Every card or letter was asking to become a member of the anti-disco army. It was akin to that scene in Miracle on 34th Street where they brought sacks of mail in for Kris Kringle. That’s what it reminded me of. We had tapped into something there with the kids of Chicago.
