I climbed into the truck and cranked it up watching her pull away in her little BMW convertible. I knew when I saw that car that a beautiful, sophisti...cated white woman would not date a Dodge Truck driving black guy. I didn’t know at that moment how wrong I was. Heading back to the house I came upon an accident that had just happened. You got it, someone had run a stop sign and T-boned her Beamer. I quickly pulled in behind her and put my flashers on. “You okay?” I hollered. She looked a little. It's about time that she was told that her meddling was no longer welcome. The rest of the family is so glad you finally stood up to her. I know that your stubbornness about school was the first step, and then you coming to work here about let her know her power over you was gone." How could we as children stand to listen to her reading a book to us in that monotone?" That only started after she married, that jerk Rodney. Before then she was more like a real loving mother. However, finding out. Regan usually doesnt pay this much heed to a mans appearance, but he assures himself its just the anxiety of the whole situation and not from Lizs comments earlier. A few other couples are already here, Craig says, leading them through a massive den into the kitchen. Oh, were not a couple, Liz says, slightly blushing. Were just friends. With benefits? Craig nudges Regan and laughs it off. Regan has never been involved with Liz sexually, but deep down he has always wanted to&hellip, Not much. The next few paragraphs will describe the worst time in my entire life, bar none.After two years on the Kitty Hawk I arrived back in Albany in October, 1969. I was in receipt of orders to NAS Norfolk, VA, to detach in Feb 1970 for three years of shore duty. I was a happy sailor ready to assume the duties of Husband and Father. Ha, not so fast.Being separated from MaryAnn for so long, I was not very good in picking up on her state of mind or moods. I did know she was not the same Southern.