I have copies of letters written by my father to my mother which cover a period from about 1935 to 1945. Romantic? You betcha. Steamy, in fact, when you really read 'em. I'll just say that I got a sneaking suspicion that sex was discovered long before I was born. Just a hunch, mind you.

Also, it looks like I'm going to need hearing aids. I've been done in by an ototoxic drug called "quinine." Seems to have killed off the hair cells in my inner ears. Well, it DID stop the nighttime leg cramps I was having.... I'll know in early December when I go to be re-evaluated at the University's audiology department. If I do need 'em, I'm going to get the best I can. No need to cut corners with music, is there?