All during the moving and since, I have had a bad cold, and haven't felt good enough to write anything. l am staying in the apartment resting all day, trying to get well enough to get up and do some thing. Terry came over this morning, and he said Karen and Candace are in S.F. Lynn was sick and couldn't come, and Danya was on a train last night that hit something, and was stopped in the middle of the central valley at 10 p.m. and she didn't know when she would get there. That's a poor beginning for the get-togther they had all planned for this weekend!. I can't find my computer glasses, so I'll stop here, and write again when there's something to say.