I remember going to the funeral with my mother who was a year older than Anita. Anita was my aunt. She never married and in those days you were called...an « old maid » or a « spinster ». Mother never mentioned her. I don’t know why but I wanted to find out about Anita. When I finished university, I was 22 and took a year off. My stepfather thought I needed a break and he needed expenses for his company. I was hired…to do nothing. I headed for Pittsburgh and to the Veteran’s Hospital. I won’t. "Come on then!"I pulled down on the wire handle which opened the door from the inside, and climbed out. Jen was already at the back of the car, reaching inside the small boot."I borrowed Dad's picnic groundsheet and rug; we'd better pile our clothes on the car seats, so we don't lose them in the dark."I told myself that I should have known better, and trusted Jen to think this through and prepare. Then I thought I'd better tell her as well."I should have guessed! You said that you didn't want. Yeh ka kar meiny uska mumoom par zoor zoor sa mara or nipples ko itny zoor sa masla ka wo cheekh cheekh kar rah gai……uski is halat ka faida uthaty howe meiny uska hath or paon bandh diye is tara ka uska muon, uski choot or gand asani sa khelny ka liye mil saky……..or aik nokila (with spikes) wala battery operated lun uski choot or gand mein daal dia.Or phir mein usko isi halat mein chor kar chala gaya room sa. Jab mein 30 minutes baad wapis aya tu uska muon sa thook nikal nikal kar aik chota sa. What I’d prefer to remember as the final Crystal Passion gig was the first one at the Sisterhood Women’s Music Festival where she was accorded so much respect and adulation. And no way was Steph a replacement for Crystal. The best that Stephanie Dickens could be was a surrogate Crystal Passion: able to do the job but never able to match the real thing. But Steph was available and, what’s more, she was thrilled to accept the offer. It was a huge step forward for her. The Palms weren’t really.