These are troublesome tales. Even mean. And I am not a mean person. Maybe writing is a way to get it our of my system. And reading, out of yours. We can learn about ourselves by what we do or do not respond to. This makes me read and reread what I write, though there are times I feel more strongly about something, than I do at other times. And this is a chance to remember those times too. Yes, I did go to Green Lake, a Baptist Retreat, (to put on writing workshops) to later discover they had put ups Nazis during WWII because laborers were short here in America. And my second wife and I had a bed and breakfast for ten years. I wasn't quite Norman Bates but I did take that Psycho VCR down when Talia left for a couple of months (she had had enough of the business). And I do have a cat named "Orson"....