By Bill Lewellis
July 17, 2012
A few weeks ago, Monica and I dined with three close friends. We sat three on one side and two on the other of a rectangular table in a crowded Italian restaurant. I was at the end where no one was directly across from me. A 50-something couple at a small table to my left was within arms reach, closer to me than my friends at the other end of our table.
Occupied with our conversation, the gentleman at that table frequently stared our way. Turning toward him was my first mistake.