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First, I apologize again for the late release. I spaced out.
This rogue is a shaggy dog. The pun is a well-known phrase. I will check status and give clues tomorrow.
I was interviewing veterans in jail. One old soldier told me "My life was ruined by post-traumatic stress syndrome. I was scared to leave my home. Every loud noise reminded me of battle. I was terrified of strangers, new situations gave me panic attacks, and any object lying beside the road struck fear into my heart. I couldn't work, so I resorted to crime to support myself. Being arrested and convicted to prison put me in a place where I could get therapy in a safe, unchanging environment. Most helpful was gardening therapy. Instead of short-lived flowers and vegetables, I prefer trees and expanses of perennial grasses. In the jail yards I created peaceful environments with tall, lush grasses. These not only help me, but other inmates tell me my grassy spaces help dispel their fears also. In other words, you cold summarize my recovery in the phrase 'blank blank blank blank, in a blank blank blank blank blank blank.' "