Gray overcast morning. I am sitting in my robe at the dining room table, which is strewn with dishes, newspapers, cigarette butts. The remains of a late dinner. Jim Gregory has become a life insurance agent and last night sold his first policy to me. A $15,000 life insurance policy. Maryjean and a friend, Ann, from Nebraska, came out also and it turned out to be a long beer drinking night with lamb chops broiled outside on the grill.