Dear God, I campaigned for that election and I can't even remember. I was far too busy being totally smitten and madly in love with my first and greatest love of a tall, cool, exceedingly delectable college fencer.

So I campaigned for Nixon with him, learned to fence with him (literally and figuratively) and ultimately both of us went to the Olympic tryouts in NYC where I was soundly trounced out of my delusions of being the Southeastern Women's Fencing Champion.

Ahhhhh, the memories. I recently received an email from him and I must say that we are both still wistful of those days.

He can still fit into his college fencing knickers......while I on the other hand have "matured" rather profoundly.

I'd post a recent photo of him in all his well-maintained grandeur but then I'd have to, in all fairness, post a recent photo of me, and well......I'd prefer to remember us as we were then. So call me shallow.