Don't ya just love Ronnie, Mal? Back in those days I was borke and hitch-hiking across the state once a month to see my girl. Couldn't even buy a job. there were none. Long ago, tho, and better times are (maybe) coming. Anyways, I hate depression, too. But they don't hand out therapists to us po' foke, so I have no way to relate. Just thought I'd throw in a different point of view to stir up the water a bit. Good luck to you, bren. Support from here!

KRD