Rick, you may very well be treating the incident at the radio station as a big deal, whereas the young woman may have forgotten about it by now. She may also have been uncomfortable at the time it happened, but wasn't particularly traumantised by it. You knew about the anger that prompted the actions - she didn't.

I do this. Something I've said to someone sticks in my head and bothers me to no end. When I finally have a chance to talk to the other person about it, the often don't even remember it. Occasionally, they do, but not with the same level of importance as I.

As to "homing" instincts, I sometimes want to go look at the home in which I spent the first 17 years of my life. I'd like to see what it looks like now and reminisce about good times there, although I know it's changed. Funny - I always think about doing a "drive by" when I'm at Old Songs festival. The house is only about 15 - 20 miles away. I never manage to do it. I also fondly remember places I've lived, and places I loved to visit in Austin and San Antonio TX, Kokomo, IN, Alexandria, VA, Bicestershire, UK, etc. I have a feeling I'd get there, and think "OK - So I'm here. What now?" The places would have all changed, and what they'd been and meant to me would only exist in my memory.