Dear Folks, I don't know how to explain why I've been a bit concerned about myself lately but I'd like to give it a try. It has to do with the editing of the stories concerning my life. And I have an idea that I've been caught up in a time warp about my Navy days. As I seriously edit my Navy stories, they bring back so clearly those days, both the good and the bad. But overall, they bring me back to when I was in my mid 20s in the 1950s and living the Navy life as a WAVE totally on my own in a man's world. It was breath takingly exciting including having to fight for everything that went against me regarding equal rights for women in the service. But as I read through those stories it also tends to remind me that I'm no longer able to handle such excitement or adventures, nor do I seek them out. Although I'd love to relive those days now, I'm not the young pretty girl I once was 50 years ago nor do I have such vitality now. Nonetheless, I know that I'm doing a pretty darned job in trying to recreate those days to share with everyone, especially myself. It may be difficult for me now to have to relive those days on paper but I know that eventually I'll be able to enjoy re-reading them once they're put together in a book. However, I'm still in a time warp and it continues to haunt me. vee