I had someone knocking on my door last evening, and wondered which neighbor needed to borrow some tea or some lunch bags, or maybe I was getting my vacuum cleaner back.  But it was Charlie, one of the nephews of my neighbor Emily.  He is the helpful one and very polite.  He looked his old charming self, but something was different about him.  When he reached up to scratch his head, I saw it…he did not have on his favorite thing in the world; that Los Angeles Lakers cap his Dad gave him.  He told me why he was visiting so late.  He was on a mission to find his cap.  He couldn’t remember what happened to it.  Since he always wears that cap, I know he was puzzled about what he did with it.  He reminisced about his day, all the places he had gone and could think of no place where he would have taken off his cap, except either here in my place or at his Auntie’s place.  Since he did come over and helped me rearrange the cans in my walk-in pantry, that where I sent him, and where he found the cap on top of the canned tomatoes.