In early 1999 I had the occasion to feel the warmth of true love wash over me for the second time in my life. I had been in Omaha, and was returning to Mobile via Delta Airlines when it happened the second time.

As we were exiting the plane into the jet way I found myself pretty much covered up with fellow passengers as the crowd moved slowly toward the exit I looked around the people in front of me, and our eyes met.

Maya was standing in the jet way entrance watching for me. When she saw me she squealed, and came running headlong down the jet way jumping into my arms. Some people take opium for this feeling. All I needed was a little Chinese girl thing to wrap her arms around my neck, and hold on tight. On that day I experienced the warmth of true and pure love again for the second time.

The people in the jet way cheered and applauded as they experienced the true love between and old man, and a little, tiny Chinese girl thing. I cried.