My delight! it is to write..about you!! because just when I think, “I’ve nothing left..” a memory! come floating through. So! here it is, the missing link..there we were high upon the world’s rim, in your German automobile, Opel I believe (imported by your BUICK dealer) sitting on the mountain listening to the car-radio; and they were playing a love song, from way back in the hippie era, another hit by those dam English! (Moody Blues..and a real tear-jerker). And it told of a fine feeling, the immortal love a man can have for a woman, and she for him; and that it is possible to share. And there, side by side we sat, in that orange car of yours, looking down below us, at ages upon ages of southern Californian civilization..such as it is (in San Bernardino County); and it was all for us, we just hadda grab hold. So we did; and the rest is history, our history, –a mystery! known only to us..and God (and a little of it by the county code enforcement). Thank you dearest I love you you’re so wonderful truly I want to have your children (wherever they are). –christopher..P-s: Don’t ever change, Happy Valentine’s Day! ~c.