In chapter six of “The Joyful Mysteries of Rosemarie,” Rosemarie is having trouble getting to sleep and she looks at her first digital clock and the time was zero one hundred. This was the first clock she ever had without an hour hand and a minute hand to tell time. What’s the big deal? Well, after I returned from my own adventure in France in 1970, I invited my dear friend, Marie-France, to visit me. She was from Brooklyn, NY. She stayed in my bedroom with me during her visit. At one point, she noticed my digital clock. Big city girl, she’d never seen one before, and she was struck by the time. “Look,” she said, “It’s eleven-eleven. That’s so cool.” We stayed friends for many years after that, but as life goes on, the friends of our youth often take different paths and more often than not, we never hear from them again. So it was between us. But still, forty plus years later, whenever I see 11:11 on a digital clock, whether it’s on a microwave or whatever, I say a prayer for my friend. One day, I hope to see her again in heaven. And now you know why I put that particular detail into my story.