Summer '76, I'm 19 years old, running a 5-miler summer evening road race in Waltham, MA. I'm having a crappy race, the flow is not there. This guy catches me at the 3 mile mark. He says, "relax your arms, cut your stride a bit" -- a couple friendly tips. We lock strides and run together for a couple minutes, I hit the groove and say "thanks!"; from there I take off and the rest of my race is darn good.
Thanks Billy Squires! And thanks too, for speaking at my high school track banquet, at the request of our coach Pat McMahon (2nd, Boston Marathon 1971, 3rd 1970.) Coach Bill, you were an inspiration. You put New England running back on the map in the 70s.