I thought that it might be fun to tell everybody how a Dominican divorce gets delivered. My Dominican husband's divorce from his first wife came to him like this: Somebody in the DR gave the papers to somebody that we didn't know, I think in New Jersey. Then the papers were handed over to somebody else we don't know, I think in Manhattan, New York. Then they were handed to somebody else in Freeport, New York. We didn't know him either. But that didn't matter. We got a phone call to come to a specific address in Freeport and get the papers. But, as Dominicans are always late (like mine), the guy in Freeport wanted to go out, so he left a note on the door to get the papers from another apartment. There, my husband picked up the papers from somebody else he didn't know. He also picked up a bag of clothes to give to somebody in the DR that we don't know. When I mentioned to him that we weren't going to the DR for probably 1 1/2 years, so what do we do with the clothes? He said that we had to givc them to anyone who is going to the DR as soon as we could. He did eventually give them to someone else that we didn't know to deliver. I asked him why they don't use the mail. Why not insure the packages and people would have their stuff quickly. He said, "Dominicans don't trust the mail." It was like "Mission Impossible" except much goofier. Yet, I found the cooperation interesting and very amusing. The divorce papers were in a crunchy envelope and it was easy to see that they had been read many times by everybody. I told him, "Could you imagine if the reason for your divorce was that you were a homosexual or had sex with a goat then everybody that you don't know would know it?"