I loved the Blystone family. Kathy's parents were always kind and supportive, and I spent time in their kitchen, talking about life and how to get the most out of it. Turns out Kathy wasn't but a few years younger than me, although when are of high school age, anyone younger was but a kid, or so I thought. I also met Kathy's aunt, uncle and cousins, the Glenn family, when I decided to transfer to a college in Downer's Grove, Illinois. Hi to the Glen family, and thank you for your kindness to me way back in 1971.