Jill, in the kitchen of her parents' house in Longmont, Colorado. May 1995. She was expecting neither the visit nor the photograph. It's amazing to me now, but Rahul and I actually drove all the way out there without even calling ahead to see if Jill would be around. I felt like if she wasn't there, I didn't need to see her as much as I thought I did. As it turned out, she actually wasn't home when we pulled up. We were getting back in the car to drive away...when she came around the corner in her car. Someone call Time-Life.