<div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/2eqf9j4.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Peter Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">CGDA Benefactor</span></strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</div></div></div>Our major adventure had been the river crossing—practiced and skilled.  As we reached the other side, I nodded at Jaclyn—<em>plainly impressed by this—Jekesai the good hire</em>.<br/><br/>Had been.  But then!  Jaclyn comments.  I scan what looks like a modern day farm of screens.  My eyes widen.<em>Great Caesar’s Ghost!</em>I suppose I had thought we’d see some well of the old West being set up, or a derrick, but<em>Jehoshaphat!</em><br/><br/>I look at Jaclyn, chuckling.<strong>“I never . . . ”</strong>I lean forward in my seat as we approach.<strong>“. . . who’d have thought?”</strong>I look at Jaclyn,<strong>“Well, it’s just damn impressive, is it not?”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“And it looks like that’s Olivia.  Can’t be sure, but possible.”</strong>Jekesai’s getting the vehicle maneuvered to where we should go I suppose.  This should be some celebratory reunion with Olivia!