How they made it through winters was beyond our comprehension. I was glad to get to the Knoxville area.The complaining had, as my mother had said many...years ago, gotten on my last good nerve. The two women, not Marsha, and one man, Joe, were the worst ones. Bennie and I talked about it. I met with the single woman, Sally, while both of us met with Joe and Gloria.Our discussion with Joe and Gloria was short and to the point. Bennie started, "You two have been unhappy since we left Walton. I am. ’ I chuckled and shook my head. ‘I’m not in one town very long, remember. Anyway, a gym is too much work in my opinion.’ ‘Exercise should be fun,’ Rita said and then grinned at me. ‘Yeah it should,’ I replied with a like grin. ‘Want to?’ She asked a second later. My fork stopped halfway to my open mouth. ‘Uh…. Want to what?’ I asked for clarification. I knew what I was thinking but was she thinking the same thing. She laid her fork aside and took a sip of her tea. I finished the bite on my. The door opened into a large, two-level room. They were towards the back of the room overlooking the lower level. To the right side, about halfway across to the back, was a large, semi-transparent information screen and on the left, at the back of the room, was a large image viewer, about seven meters tall. It light up the entire room with its display. Down to the floor below them where about a dozen crewman, with terminals, working busily to identify and relay the large amount of sensor data. Nothing fed sailors like sausages. Growing up, her twenty-two-foot sport cruiser didn't have a galley. She'd had to swim ashore and barbecue them on the beach.“Good shower?” he asked, emerging from the master cabin in short black shorts and a loose blue tee.“Yes, thank you.”“Next time, half as long, please. The water tanks are 140 gallons, but it goes quicker than you think.”“Sorry,” she said, ashamed.As he passed through to the main saloon, a smile crept over her face. It was the firm.