Judy and I, were still in the bar talking until almost three that Friday morning, swapping stories of misspent youth and adult adventures we had never shared. I spoke of shooting parties, rugby pitches, girls, and jumping out of airplanes. She spoke of birthday parties, family, friends, and falling in love with Tony; and I fell in love with her. Why, would be a question I could never answer. It just happened that way.
Why* * *
It was with George that I travelled in the elevator later that morning, listening to the list of praises he lavished on his father. He, too, had been up half the night reminiscing.
“He is a truly great man, Harry, as was Maudlin. Two lion hearts battling the world. He brought forward peace by many a long year. I reckon a Knighthood wouldn"t go amiss…do you think y
