" Bill didn't know that either.Bill was lonely ... Carl was gone ... spring was upon them, school was in session and Bill was lonely. Bill headed for ...the airport and the indispensable secretary at the flight school."Bill!" Mike!" What's the haps, paps?" You know." I do?" School is in session ... the girls are in New Orleans ... Carl is off doing Carl things." I got you ... you're bored and lonely." Yup ... got an airplane I can play with?" You know ... you're a better mechanic than any one of. This went on for about an hour and Jane teased the lads for the next couple of days around the pool. Anyway on about the 5th night Jane and I had been for a meal and had come back to the hotel for a couple of drinks before bed. She was wearing a black short dress, no bra skimpy white knickers and sandals. At the bar were the 3 lads drinking and laughing and being a bit loud. Jane sat down and I went to the bar, where I exchanged pleasantries with the lads. I got back to the table and said to. It was after two-thirty by the time we cuddled in each other’s arms and drifted off in a post coital state of unconsciousness.There must have still been a trace of adrenalin in my blood because I woke up an hour before the alarm went off. I was curious to know if the paper had been delivered yet. We don’t get it, why pay when I can take one off the press, but several people in the apartment building had it delivered.I threw on my robe and quietly snuck out of the bedroom so I wouldn’t wake. On second thought, my Dad claims he’s known everyone. He may be getting a bit senile in his old age. My Dad said that ever since Gene Autry was a boy, when he sat on Santa’s lap, it was always Mr. Autry’s dream to buy a baseball team and when he bought the Los Angeles Angels, he was such a happy man to finally realize the Christmas wish that he had as a young boy. ‘And what would you like for Christmas, Gene? A train? A cowboy hat and guns?’ ‘No thank you, Santa. I want my own baseball team.’.