Back in 74, I was at the university of Richmond, I think. A university overlooking Richmond, at least. Virginia, that is. A friend and I had been hitchhiking to Florida...and somehow ended up in this college dorm with two chicks. My jeans were torn in the crotch...and I had just finished sewing on a patch only to find that I'd sewn my shirt to the inside of my jeans. But, that's a story within a story.
We were several stories high, when I walked to the window overlooking Richmond and noticed a white-colored automobile parked on the rooftop of a highrise about a half-mile away.

...to be continued....