The Sante Fe morning was crisp with a mountain dirt to the road feel.
The misty sky with an aroma of a new and different, zany blue sky forming dawn.
St. John's college the day before sponsored a lecture on Newton.
An atomic session of a chemical integer improbability equation worked by first one mathematician then another in a bloom of understanding.
Bicycling, the Duke university scientist who said he was from a group day symposium openly was overwhelmed and settled into a more informal or real expression of himself, not so the catalogue rendition of a successful man.
He asked her for a date that evening for dinner at the Pink Adobe.
It was on the Old Sante Fe trail and the décor was as it had been all along its, pinkness evident.
Robert rented a limousine for the occasion, his black color an elegant contrast!
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