and helpful to any man that came in a shop seeking help for anything. She then asked me if it would be helpful if her advertisements in the papers had a clause "TV's welcome”. I laughed and told her yes.

One weekend we had planned to go the mountains as Jim and Judy. Judy was quiet and reserved most of the time and several times she called me 'Jackie'. I, too, couldn't relax and we cut our trip short and headed home. As we neared the city, I asked her what was bothering her.

"It's Jim," she said with tears in her eyes, "I've become so accustomed to Jackie that Jim is almost like a stranger to me. I just don't know what to think. I love Jim but I think I love you more as Jackie."

I smiled and said, "Judy, I can sure solve that very easily. I'll just send Jim off to exile on a desert island and he won't interfere in our lives anymore."

"Better make it a tropical island where he can chase the native girls all he wants to,” she said, smiling. “But we'd have to call him back for the wedding - so maybe he'd better stay until then."

"Perhaps that would be better," I smiled at her, "providing we get married soon. Say in about two weeks?”

"We'd better plan on three weeks as I have a lot to do to get ready.”

"O.K., Sweetheart," I said, "three weeks from now."

I called Neil the next morning and asked him to be our best man. He said he would have shot me if I had asked anybody else. Judy's 'general manager' also stood up with us. We took a week off for a honeymoon and moved into our new larger apartment upon our return. During the daytime on our honeymoon, I was Jim a handsome, attentive bride- groom; but a peeping tom would have been mystified had he seen us wearing duplicate dainty nightgowns and negligees. When we were settled in our new apartment, Jim left for his tropical island and it was many years before he returned.

One morning as we were having brunch, Judy queried, “Jackie, Honey, why don't you let your hair grow now that Jim is gone?"

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