Anna sent me the following comment regarding my memories of living in an apartment complex in the 1950s. I'm responding to all of you. > Today you would be paid an astronomical sum of money to star in this sitcom! > Smiles, > Anna Although I didn't think of it that way, there's no doubt but it had sitcom written all over it. The era was a number of years beyond "Happy Days" but not by that much. All of us were definitely well out of high school and some well out of college. And we all had several years' experience living on our own. But maybe the more recent sitcoms such as "Seinfeld" or "Friends" or other current sitcoms that I haven't really watched and barely have a clue what they're all about gives an indication that today's platonic friends aren't anything new. Many of us in the apartment complex were really friends. As I indicated before, we all had our own social lives (read that as "sex!") but we didn't discuss it and no one asked questions. We just enjoyed each other's company on an occasional evening and once in awhile we got together for a bang-up B-B-Q alongside the pool just for the joy of it. But when the chips were down we were all there for each other. In 1958 I had to take emergency leave to go to Texas because my father's death was iminent. I told them of the situation and when I eventually returned back from leave they supported me when I needed it the most. Yes, we were Just Friends, the best kind. Note: if you think about it, my memories have little to nothing to do with genealogy but they do have something to do with oral history. Especially with you younguns who were only little kids at the time. You know who you are. You're the ones who knew how to whirl the hoola hoops!! :-) vee