Don and Candy, and others interested...

(but in response to the specific questions)
Don: The wifey said " damn, your eyes focus a lot closer now. You should do that more often.." I think that was in response to the thousand yard stare that I'de been sporting for a while.
Don: The GPS performed wonderfully. It readily told me where I was, and it graciously told how to get to where I needed to be. It also identified available fuel, which became an issue when I ran out trying to find my way over a set of mountains that I decided to get creative about crossing in the Tahoe area.... (I ended up getting a couple of gallons of fuel from the tractor being used by the group of migrant workers who overtook my position as they were clearing a ditch that I was parked next to....)
Candy: oh boy. Here's the deal.... it's kind of like losing a close family member for the victim. You go from being "somebody", to being "one of those people". Add to that any and all of the issues that have been buried for years from any and all combat type induced mental health issues that suddenly have free reign to roam, and no one of similar background to bounce things around with, and the sudden influx of spare time, and the sudden appearance of "total lack of supervision", and..... well, you see what I mean. For me, it's been more of a process, precipitated by an occurance, that I am slowly but surely learning to control. This might be a good thread all by itself!