Short Story

I was working at Pheasant Run Playhouse, west of Chicago on North

Avenue....between freshman and sophomore years at Carleton. It

was a mob place, so, that's why I figured we got jobs, my brother and I. 

Oddly, the highest decorated Illinois veteran of WW2 also worked
there.  I was sweeping up by the pool, and the Beatles Hello Goodbye
was on the music....in lounge chairs there were Farrah Fawcette and
Lee Majors.  I paused...stunned. They saw me looking at them. they
were smiling...I feebly raised my hand and waved, and they waved
back, grinning smilingly....that was nice.

No...they saw that I recognized them while my back was turned 

towards them....so, it was a double take....

that's why they were smiling when I turned around....