It saddens me to see that your day is not well. How about we talk hmm?’ I was silent for a moment, not really sure what to make of everything he ha... just said to me. There was so much that I felt like I had missed half of it, but I caught as least that he … envied me? And now he wanted to talk? ‘Don’t worry, I don’t bite. I’m sure you’d know that by now. After all, We’ve been together for quite some time now haven’t we?’ He asked with a grin that almost worried me. He was being overly nice. For three years, I enjoyed retirement and mourned my dead husband. Then came my fiftieth class reunion.My home town and high school was in the heartland--central Indiana. I flew back, arriving at the nearby regional airport just after noon that Friday. I rented a car and drove the ten miles to Centerville to check into the motel room I 'd reserved. I quickly checked in and then rode the elevator to my third floor room.I turned the hall corner and found my room. Another gentleman was unlocking. "Oooh I hope it's not unluckyfor you... and that number should sink into your pretty little head.Right sweetling?" I.. I err... yes..." I reply off balance from her attitude."Oh I do hope so." She says looking concerned, "Now.. closet, bed, vibecleaning station, table, chair, shower room, dressing table... everythinghere. When curfew sounds you have to be in your room, or someone else's,only when the door locks after curfew can you put your feet in thosespecial holes to unlock your shoes... I. His second month in Hawaii he visited the Arizona Memorial. It was a surprisingly moving experience, standing on the memorial overlooking the watery grave and still leaking oil of the USS Arizona. He couldn't help but feel a connection to the sailors entombed there. His tour group on the boat ride to the memorial had been made up almost entirely of Japanese tourists. They were polite and gave him shy nods when he made eye contact. He wondered what the young Japanese tourists felt when viewing.