Right after I hung up the phone, having just accepted Sydney Pulver's invitation to participate in this panel, I realized I'd be the only speaker who had never met Dr. Stone in person. Worse yet, I realized that I had to deal with twenty-five years of idealization in sorting out my own thinking from the impact his writing has had on it. To prepare for this daunting task, the first thing I did, of course, was to reread Dr. Stone's book, which was already filled with my own marginal comments, underlined paragraphs, exclamation points, question marks, and coffee stains, most of which (but not all) dated back to my initial year of analytic training at the William Alanson White Institute in 1969. What would I think of it now, twenty-five years later? Would I even remember my original comments? Or, what if the horrible truth was that after twenty-five years I had nothing new to scribble in the margins.