As we were walking back to the office, Glinda asked, "Bob, do you have some knack for finding good people for this company? I kind of heard about Miss... Nichols, then me, but Mr. Dooley too? How did you hear about him?"I explained about my letter writing campaign and how it really started last year with my talking with Angel and Nathan and then a few others until we had a whole network of people we knew or talked to. "It just kind of snowballed from there, now I probably e-mail, write, or talk to. When I had done about half the pile she'd left I took out my own cloth.I pinned the pattern on, adjusted the bias a little and began to cut.Quickly, I had the panels ready. I tacked the pieces together andadjusted the size again so that it would fit snugly. I pulled off myjeans and underpants and put it on. More adjustments. When I was happywith the fit, I fiddled with the sewing machine settings to adjust forthe fine thread and the thickness of the cloth. I loaded the thread,and slowly began. The military bases themselves had been targets but for the most part the area around these bases was sparsely populated. The main reason for the conference today was to decide whether to expand outside our present area, and if so, where. This was one decision that I decided to leave for others; letting the decision made here today determine our future direction.The conference got off to a good start when Kari brought us up to date on the areas that had been searched and the time and effort. “Oh Lady V, you don't want me cluttering up the place...”“I most certainly do want you, Alison. And no strings attached. It will be your own place, right?” Relieved, she saw a watery smile breaking.“Dunno what to say, Lady V. I mean except, yes. And thank you...”oOoAt the school gate Alison was standing with a couple of large bags beside a tall well-built woman. Lady Vernon drew up the car and climbed out. “You must be Miss Brown.”“Lady Vernon.” As they shook hands she was aware of a scrutiny.