Twenty-four years ago, I met a beautiful young girl on the island of Tinos in Greece.
We shared a brief summer romance, but returned to our respective homes in the United States and the Netherlands at the end of our vacations.
Each having gone our seperate ways in life since that time, and having lost contact with each other for those 24-years, out of curosity, I made an attempt last December to find her again through a Google search.