When the century turned twenty-one and he reached sixty he realized how much he regretted missing out on the free love movement of the sixties. California seemed like a good place to find the remnants of the free love generation. He got in his car and hit the road.

In California he found, HER. Every statement she stared with, "Love." Every statement she ended with, "Love."

He asked her, "Do you love me?"

She replied, "All the agape love I hold is yours!"

He trembles when she said that. He asked her, "Can we go by your place?"

She said, "Yes!"

They slept in the same room, she on one couch, he on the other. She explained that she could not possibly have anything sexual to do with him because he reminded her of her father and she didn't believe in incest.

In the morning he went out to get a dictionary so he could find out what agape meant.