But we didn't know it at the time.Lydia said that she had been talking to one of the squadron wives one day and this wife was confiding in her some of...the sexual problems she and her husband had been having and told Lydia that there was a woman psychiatrist in town who specialized in counseling and treating those kinds of problems between married couples and had just worked wonders for she and her husband. I might add that Lydia was a celebrity among the women of the base and she was accepted. I do want to be a millionaire!!!" "Fine, let me use a little feature on my phone called 'call forwarding'!"--------- The next morning Mrs. Gifford and Mr. Philbin were getting ready for their daily live TV show from New York, as always Kathy Lee was monopolizing the conversation. "That was some weird show you had on last night! Cody kept pointing to the TV saying, 'Mommy that old guy is wearing a bathrobe!' What exactly was that outfit that he was wearing?" "It was some sort of religious garb.. ‘I’d better go.’ ‘Why?’ ‘Because I don’t like the way you denigrate Benni.’ ‘If denigrate mean what I think it might, how I regard Benni is my business, he’s my son, and has been a pain in the ass to us for most of his life. Now you sit down young lady and finish your coffee. We work on country hospitality in this home and nobody walks out that door angry, do you hear?’ Well, thought Bess, eying the solid woman of perhaps just over six-feet with her chin thrusting forward from a speckled pink. He rose to his feet and paced up and down, not too far you understand, he did not want to lose his prime position on the platform. His palms were moist, he breathed deeply, in through the mouth out through the nose, was the mantra he repeated to himself. Jess, was coming, coming to see him, he felt venerable in his own environment, a vision of her flashed through his mind, he sat down again and afforded himself a little smile, he was calm again.A normal journey felt anything but, sitting next.