Garden of Memories

Chapter 62
The scene for the movie, was being filmed at the airport museum.
Sweethearts were being welcomed back following the end of the Second World War.
Beautiful young 'extras' had been hired and Simmy could hardly wait to see them dressed up in the period clothes. Those jeans would have to go and in their place the young women would be suited with thin- belted silhouettes made of tweed fabric in muddy greens, browns. One of the young women had sunglasses on her head that would be perfect for that era.
J.P. was giving instructions and the weather on a October afternoon was breathing a kiss of God approval.
"Did you get permission to use the B.C.A.T.P. (British Commonwealth Air Training Plan), Garden of Memories?"
J.P. nodded. "We'll piece together some names to give a 'face' to the individuals without doing actual close-ups of the individual stones. We'll use names like James Justice and Constance Lovelace for the poetic symbolism of this couple."
Simmy nodded, "Is that also a nod to Richard Lovelace?"
"Only between you and I, in this moment," J.P. grinned.
"A pseudo Viktor Frankl quote as well. You are on fire today," Simmy smiled.
"What is to give light must endure burning," J.P. quoted quietly.
"For the meaning of life differs from man to man, from day to day, and from hour to hour, what matters, therefore, is not the meaning of life in general but rather the specific meaning of a person's life at a given moment."
J.P. responded, "Yes, to be present in any given moment," he paused.
"...becomes the heartbeat of living in-step." Simmy finished the sentence.
"We may need to do more than wax poetic, my little writer."