1:15 a.m. (after closing, taken in the dark), at our favorite little neighborhood bar on Oahu... with the backroom dance floor where Cathy spends considerable time when we are there. We've had fun there for several years and the owner knows us well, and especially Cathy, and he understands why we go there (a longshoreman hang out, and also a rest stop for the working girls who are there for the longshoreman). We have yet to pay for a drink there because the owner says we are good for his business. Cathy visits with him alone sometimes on Saturday mornings, and it's cool. I like it because she is well protected there by all the regs, and because she knows that, it gets a little crazy sometimes. // Devon