Walker saved my life. After our short meeting, my delusions, paranoia and clouded thinking cleared up. Recognizing it for the opportunity it was, I ca...lled my family back east. They welcomed me home—conditional on my consulting a new psychiatrist about my care. Despite my extensive history, he saw little evidence of my schizophrenia and suggested I may have originally been misdiagnosed.If it wasn’t for Phil Walker, I’d still be living on the street, scrounging for survival. Now, I’m enrolling in. It's pretty amazing whenthey all come exploding out of there at twilight. Bats are sobeautiful!"Somebody had carved MM in the rock next to the cave. It couldn't havebeen the year, because the letters looked way too old and worn to havebeen done in 2000, so maybe it was their initials...Marion Mutton?!? These islands had been the old psychopath's stompinggrounds. But I knew if we went poking around in there we'd be morelikely to fall down a hole and die neck-deep in bat poop than find anypirate. Each and every ticket issued to the bicyclists was for at least 75."Didn't you pay the fine?" Heck no ... can't beat a speeding ticket for proof."And someone else said, "Except for Annie's broken leg."Everybody laughed and someone asked what we were doing.Grace said, "Buying a boat."That brought up more questions and eventually, the Saga of the Rhodes 77 was told in living color."But you're buying another boat?" (Pick any one of a dozen variations of that question and attribute it to any one of. " You are sitting down." I pointed out with some mirth. I hadn't expected a reaction so emotional from her. She was normally very sensible. I pulled her into my lap."Buro! That's not helping." She complained, but didn't move to get up. "Marriage is ... are you sure? Marry me?" I can't imagine anyone else." Oh, Buro; I don't know what to say." Say yes." Would that make you happy?" She asked, looking at me, looking into my eyes."Yes." I replied. I did find myself curious as to whether it would.