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INTERVIEW | John Lynch, Bill Thrall, and Bruce McNicol
By the time John was 25 years old, he was an acid-dropping, wandering-hippie, selling his plasma for dope, and living alone in an idyllic southern California beach town. In high-school, he had been an all-state high school baseball pitcher and student body president, even securing the homecoming queen as his girl. But, the wheels came off in college and in his embarrassment John thought he had to protect himself by leaving for another state and then lying to all his friends back home that he had become a stand-up comedian. In reality, John might have done standup comedy once or twice, with humor only a mother could love.
Bill grew up a very bright son of two alcoholic parents, abandoned to an orphanage for part of his Wisconsin childhood years. Anyone who has a similar story implicitly knows the insecurity and the weird coping mechanisms that such early experiences nurture. By the time Bill reached high school he was already a card shark, making money all weekend long for the local mafia. Spooky, when you realize that a decade later Bill held the title of first Assistant Auditor General for the state of Arizona.
Bruce became the over-achieving middle child from a high-octane, performance-driven home in the Northwest where early on he figured out that he had to live up to the family name, at all costs. Problem was, he kept coming in third, out of three siblings, in academics, sports, music, and other areas—a classic formula for custom-made masks.
Imagine the lies we told ourselves, let alone other people! Lies picked up when we’re young can stay with us for a lifetime. Our common lie was that we had to buck up, shape up, move up—and most importantly, that we had to make all this happen on our own. This is a recipe for toxic hiddenness, self-deception, and power-driven manipulation. So, at Bo’s Café, you’ll recognize a familiar face (or mask) in the main character, Steven.