We are the “last ones.”We are the last generation, climbing out of the depression, that can remember the winds of war and the impact of a world at... war which rattled the structure of our daily lives for years.We are also the last to remember ration books for everything from gas to sugar to lard to shoes to stoves.We saved tin foil and poured fat into tin cans for the war effort.We collected scrap iron and old clothing to support the troops.We hand mixed ‘white stuff’ with ‘yellow stuff’ to make. After fumbling around for a while she hands me a key and says room 131. After driving around the building a couple of times, I finally find room 131. As I walk up to the door, I can feel my heart pounding and palms getting sweaty. I need to calm down, so I take a walk around the hotel swimming pool. The place is pretty much deserted, but there is one lady lying on a lounge chair, so I ease my way around to get a closer view. As I get closer, she suddenly looks at me and says "who's the lucky. ”On the walk back, I asked him why he’d joined the website. “I’ve been alone for a while and I was hoping to find somebody with a similar problem.”“Problem?” I said, suddenly scared that he might have an STD.“I'm a sex addict.”Relieved, I laughed and told him what I’d feared. He assured me that he was clean and that he’d not had a BJ or sex in over three years. “Awww, that’s sad,” I teased.“Shut up,” he said and pulled me in for another kiss as we reached the end of our hike. We laughed and. If I see a guy look at a kid and then he sees his mother, he does a lot of comparing of the two faces to see if they be related. If they related, he move on, but by then, I know who he is.”Joey had taken a huge bite of his sandwich and said with his mouth full “Then there’s that devil woman.”Tricia frowned. “Devil woman? Who’s that?”Joey shrugged.“I seen the Devil Woman couple times,” said Gus “She be looking for special kids. Kids like Joey. And she be nasty scary. She come out every couple of.