."Rejoice in the Lord always. I say it again ... rejoice! Let your forbearance be known to all!" The words from Paul's letter were very familiar, but ...ian went on, "I will praise the Lord at all times – His praise shall ever be in my mouth," the words of the Psalmist ... and "Children, you seek the Truth. I am Truth, and I am Life. Seek Me and trust Me for the future."She stopped, blinked, and looked round nervously; everyone was staring at her. "What? Why's everyone looking at me?" I think. Boy, did I have a lot to learn. Mom grabbed the covers back hard and there I was. "Get up!" she yelled.She grabbed my arm and pulled me unto the living room. It was hard to keep up in heels without falling down. She looked at me up and down."Turn around." She said with not a little anger. As I did, I wanted to die. "Are you a queer?" she asked, "Why do you have my stuff on?"Like all kids, only a "I don't know." could come out. She made me take each item of clothing off, right there in the. She invited us around to meet her husband Stewart who was also a security policeman, but on a different shift to me. An army staff sergeant named Gary, his wife Eva and young son Harley we met next. Gary also being a Vietnam vet like me promised to talk about the mess over a beer later on though he,d come back quite recently and only got back on duty having been shot in the shoulder while there. He,d been “in country” when the TET shit hit the fan! I found Stew quite boring when we had drinks. The third class was another matter. It started before class, when another teacher stopped her in the hall and berated her for trivial and in some cases imaginary improprieties with her clothes and grooming. She recognized the setup, and merely accepted the criticism. As expected, the confrontation made her late for class. When she arrived, the teacher berated her for her tardiness. When she respectfully replied that another teacher had delayed her to discuss wardrobe issues, the teacher replied.