The voice droned and the colors coalesced, forming at last a recognizable beach. White sand arched away to the horizon, blue waves broke into white froth that scudded over the beach. A girl with a remarkable figure wearing a very skimpy bathing suit came to the water's edge, touched her toe to the foam, then suddenly turned, seemed to see him, and began to run, laughing, toward him. The breeze tossed her auburn hair. Her lips parted and he could hear the waves.
1964.