"There a camper on a back road. The man who owns the campers sells it." The kid went on to give me detailed directions to the camper."Kid, if you warn...these mooches, you are going back into the system with no way out. So go home and forget about this. Also clean yourself up, you just had maybe your only wake up call."I drove to the parking lot outside courthouse where I requested a meeting with Sergeant Michaels. "Sarge I caught a teenager shoplifting. He told me he was shoplifting for money to. Youhave no idea where I am or where I am going," I told my him in my head,knowing I would never say this to him in real life. How had I come tothink Dad was omnipresent?It was then I suddenly realised that I had been having these conversationswith my father for as long as I could remember.Dad died around two days later.A week later I lost my job.I didn't know it then but I realise now that I had depression. It'slogical now isn't it? My manhood was being stripped away from me.That night I. We would go to the dances or the pictures in the local town, usually on Friday and Saturday nights. I missed Julia at first and we agreed to keep in contact with each other. That first few days was spent getting settled in, they called it ‘arriving’. I spent the first night writing letters to Mother, Emma and now Julia, to give them my new address and update them on my life in the military. There was quite a mix of ages here, as some of the girls had been in the service for quite a few years.. I’d followed this geezer down the escalator from the street. He was wearing a trilby and his loose-fitting, double-breasted suit-jacket was perfect for a ‘dip’. He was as good a prospect as I was likely to find on that hot Wednesday afternoon. You develop a sixth sense about these things and I anticipated an easy afternoon’s work. The platform at Leicester Square tube station gets pretty crowded between half-past-four and six o’clock with the rush hour and I made sure I stayed close to the.