Student housing, off campus, adjacent to the city university. No children, just wild college kids enjoying their weekend. Four buildings surrounded a ...rassy quad with tables and other accoutrements for hanging out. The students, enjoying a day without classes, were grouped in two’s and three’s to clots of up to a dozen, hanging, chatting and flirting as young folks do. There was an unoccupied table near the sidewalk and I asked Kurt if we could take a short rest. We sat, watched the kids and. My plan was to prime and paint the finish ahead of time and store it in the basement until I was ready for it. There was room to do both painting and racking there. I got a good start on the work that afternoon, priming all the surfaces first.Wednesday, I spent a couple of hours on the makeup of Friday's edition before going downstairs and painting the trim. Naturally, there would be touch up and painting of cut surfaces yet to do, but this would make the job go a lot quicker. I had chosen a. .in a second. But first, I need some recovery. Go tell mymom all about yourselves...but be discreet with the you-know-whats,because she kind of already knows. Get something to eat and come backregularly. I'll be alright, now, and in recovery in a couple of days,where I'll get treated like a KING again. So much chocolate pudding..."I breathed easier now and went back to sleep as some nurses and doctorscame to check on me. My mom went with them, and things happeneduneventfully for the next couple. I still had the modesty of my trousers. “Suits aren’t me.” “Please don’t change, though,” she said, grinning. “I like you as you are.” “Can I put on a Polo and some slacks?” “Silly. I meant I don’t want you to change from being who you are.” “Oh,” I replied. “Sorry. Dense.” She looked radiant, in a yellow sundress with a yellow and white headband in her hair and white sandals on her feet. “You didn’t call,” she accused. “I literally just got back. I was just going to change into something more.