They hadn’t seen each other for at least four years since Jen was no longer living in Santa Barbara. Jen flags me over to introduce me to Diedre off...icially. The rest of the group is hanging out, some peppering (volleyball warmup drill) and mingling. Diedre is nude, full body tan and looking quite good for a thirty-five’ish year old. Before we head back to our spot Diedre tell invites us to play later, Jen say maybe and that’s she’s so rusty she’ll embarrass herself. That draws a laugh from. One of the women is a nurse. There are two teachers and a high school coach in the group, too.”“Did he leave you a number?” Shirley asked.“Yes, I have it right here.”“Good. Hang on. Jack, what do you think? We’re half way there. We could meet on the Perimeter at 400 pretty easily.”I said, “Okay, set it up for, um, an hour and a half from now. Janice, call back to confirm it with them, then call us. Call Cindy to join you there.”“Okay” Janice hung up.“Why Cindy, Jack?” Michael said.“She’s got a. Sincesororities weren't allowed to have co-ed parties with alcohol, guesswhere all the sorority girls had generally spent their weekends. Withover fifteen fraternities, and only nine sororities there was never ashortage of parties. Safety. Anne was a tad naive sometimes, since her own collegeexperience had been spent camping. It was the sixties, James remindedherself, and there was a war on. Sororities had probably represented akind of ivory tower to her mother. How times had changed. "Hey,. "Nothing ever comes between a girl and her father." Not even the sheets?" Dad laughed at his own joke and hugged me back. "It's a strange feeling, though," he said soberly. "I keep thinking about when you were little and you'd run into our room every Sunday morning. Do you remember? We used to wrestle and play until we were all tired and we'd have a second sleep, the four of us. And now..." He looked very sad and I decided he needed to be cheered up."We can still wrestle," I said, jumping up.