Louise was also watching them. I was trying to figure out whether Jim and Jeannie were married; Louise said she could tell they were married just by watching them. I thought about going over to talk with them. Although I had never really cared for Shaw, I thought I could talk with Martin.

Instead of going over, however, I just sat and continued talking with Louise. Finally Martin stood, walked over to our table and stood in front of us looking right at me. He recognized me; I stood up and shook his hand. We talked and I told him I now lived in Dallas. I introduced him to Louise.

A few minutes later another fellow whom I recognized as Nunley (another former high school schoolmate) walked up. Nunley was wearing a brown tee shirt. He began talking with Martin, but he didn't say anything to me. Finally Martin looked at us and asked Nunley if he knew who I was. Nunley said he didn't know. I said, "I'm Steve Collier."

Nunley just couldn't believe it.

Apparently a bunch of my old junior high schoolmates had gotten together and come to Dallas for a while. I asked Martin whether he had been to Dallas before. He said he had been here once on his way to the war; but he hadn't been back here since. I told him I now lived in Dallas.

Shaw walked over and sat nearby, but he didn't say anything to me.

One of them asked me if I knew where he could get some marijuana to smoke. I thought about it; I might know where they could get some; but then I realized I didn't and said, "No, I don't. I don't smoke anymore."

Saying that I didn't smoke any more seemed strange, but I hadn't smoked in such a long time that it must be true.