All that water stayed up in the atmosphere until the wind blew it somewhere, but it was a rare event when the wind blew in a particular direction for ...more than a short time. Usually, the wind would blow in one direction for a few hours, and then it would change directions. That would be it for snow for a while at least, but not this time.It was just poor timing on our part, because storms such as the one that was on it’s way don’t usually close down the resort for more than a day. It only takes. Anger seeped through me. Then, I became desensitized to the stories.I had no more tears to offer when I read the true stories of heroism from New York City’s first responders and the brave men and woman that had brought down the plane whose wreckage lay a little more than a mile from where I was stationed. I had no praise to give to the fine people that donated time, money and their blood to the victims of the calamity and for the men and women that lined up in droves to go forth and defend. ‘I guess you’ve seen my pictures?’ He grinned and nodded. ‘I sure have. You’re beautiful.’ Millie glowed and smiled–at me. He turned to me. ‘And you must be Jeff, the lucky husband.’ (My name had been mentioned in Millie’s interview.) He offered a hand, and I shook it. ‘I’m Norm Peters, and I own this place.’ ‘Have a seat and join us,’ I said, indicating a chair. He did, and I said, ‘You must be a chubby-lover too.’ ‘You got that right,’ he said, grinning. ‘I always wished there was a place. But I desperately wanted a man in my life and in my bed.I saw Liz the day before her unit went overseas. It was obvious that she now had a boyfriend, and that he was reconciled to her being gone. They spent their next to last night in bed together; I was envious."Congratulations on having a boyfriend," I told her in the short time we had.She smiled sadly. "I wonder if I'll have him when I get back. There's so much temptation around." Live for the moment." It's the soldier's way." She sighed..