“That's nice, dear.”
Well, it may be nice to her, but it certainly is curious to me why I would remember such a thing.
I liked the look of it.
I wanted one.
All I had were Aloha shirts. That's about all we wore in Hawaii when not in uniform.
Funny how some things stick in our memories.
As I said, my wife wasn't overly impressed. She was more concerned with calling South Coast Organic Farms to see if they had strawberries this morning. Maybe, she suggested, we could go for some when she “got back”.
Got back from what?
She's meeting her friend Roxanne at Starbucks this morning.
I knew that.
I wonder if I would remember if she had told me in 1968.
That's about eight years before we met instead of just last night, if I remember correctly.