5 : 4 5 P M THE LONG WINDING ROAD I decided it would be nice to walk home over the Williamsburg bridge at dusk. It was already getting late, so I jumped in a cab to take me down to Delancey Street. It was, Ajit, the same cab driver! He asked me how my day was, and I told him about the zoo. I told him that you had died one year ago today and that's why I was in such a mood this morning. "Major coincidence!" he blurted out. "Major!"