“Just like our textbooks.”“So, the question is, what do you want to do?”“I’ll accept a request for a third date.”January 16, 1982, McKin...ey, Ohio“Are you going to talk to me or am I just wasting my breath?” I asked Nancy on Saturday morning during a lull in the store.“What’s to talk about?” she asked.I shook my head, “If you don’t know the answer to that question, I am wasting my breath. I just don’t get it.”Nancy shrugged, “No, I guess you don’t.”I simply walked away and kept myself busy with. She was either looking through fashionmags or computer coding manuals.She looked over at Mindy who was listening with one ear to the instructorand the other ear had her iPod earpiece hidden safely in her long flowingblonde hair. She took a minute to focus on her beauty. She was a perfectten in Kelly's eye. All she wanted to do was look as wonderful as herbest friend and lover.It was all Mindy's doing that had led Kelly to this wonderful summer.Mindy had dragged her butt off the chair and into. Back into military service, we assumed, one way or another. Survivor's guilt was eating into each of us like a huge ulcer and a few of the last ten of us remaining weren't handling it too well, especially me.With about five hundred available women without husbands in the Jasper Valley area, there was a great deal of picking and choosing going on, and to our growing amusement it was the women who were now acting like bantam cocks, strutting to attract a mate ... and viciously fighting anyone. When I'm not riding a wave, I like to walk the beach, cruising for babes. Well, one day, here I am walking the beach, being a chick magnet like always, when I see this here old dude sitting on a blanket under some umbrella. Like who comes to the beach, then hides out in the shade? Well, this old geezer is like, just sitting there admiring the babes, as if he could ever get any of them. Well, I notice that I'm beginning to burn a little, and I see that he has some sunblock, so I ask.