"...Forensic specialist with a penchant for …….shooting, and sometime stunt-woman, Mary Grace Ocampo, ‘The Nun’. Born in the Philippines in 1999. Her family moved out of Quezon City in 2001. She’s the fifth of five children, three brothers and a sister. Her complexion and body language make her out to appear as the innocence and tranquility of a devout Catholic nun. Even her family thinks that Mary Grace is a nun. Her petite stature of four feet eleven inches, as well weighing a light ninety-nine pounds no one would ever suspect she could do such damage to a man. Let alone a man with a gun, as she was barely armed."
Completion of Humanness As we arrive to the completion of the first year without Norman, I had decided long before he'd passed that I would continue to do things certain things he liked yet could no longer do. I decided I would not take a day off of fitness. I would run at least for 500 days in a row. I began that in early 2020. I'd not be concerned with the distance I'd run. It was the very thing I convinced Norman and the thing that mattered to him, from the very first discussion we had August 11th, 1981, was fitness. I loved that he was a College Boy. He loved that I was a Marine. We tickled each other's soul with such admirations. Later fitness continued as an old discussion from 1994 ...getting outside and to run no matter what. I would say to him, "Run 200 meters, then 400 meters. If it doesn't feel good, stop. Turn around and walk back home and know you did your best. That is all you can ask of yourself." I said this, knowing he would get dow