Spain, 1970, on the way to Morocco with Steve Lewis and two friends. Steve shipped his Maroon colored VW bug with surf board over to Spain from Southern California to go surfing in Morocco, and picked me up in Madrid on the way. I invited two other girls to come. I was a brat. Here I'm wearing Steve's cashmere sweater. I probably would have been kidnapped and put into white slavery in Morocco if not for Steve. Amazing I survived this, among many other adventures. I've always wondered what happened to Steve Lewis. I wanted to apologize for my behavior. He was a great guy.
