I guess I've been lucky. The photos I posted yesterday of the Desert King figs, were from an 87 year old man, who is very trusting. I had spotted the tree a few months ago, and one day when I saw a guy in the driveway, I stopped to ask about it. Joe didn't know me from Adam, but we chatted figs, tomatoes, garlic, and making gravy for a half an hour. He told me he'd be gone fishing for two weeks when the figs would be ripening, and to just come on in and help myself. If anyone asked, just tell them I'm a friend of Joe's. Gene, I think I'd ask the nurse what time the woman takes a nap.