In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay's first paragraph.
"The night we met, it rained. A gentle summer rain as the lights from the yacht club twinkled in the distance. The masts chimed in the wind. We sat on the bow of the boat as you moved closer to me until our lips met. A sweet kiss as the world changed around me."
The Angle: Vol. 1992
, Article 43.
Available at: http://fisherpub.sjfc.edu/angle/vol1992/iss1/43