Doris Howell writes…  My daughter, Robin, who is now 42 years old, tells me that when she and her boyfriend were in high school, they would come home after a date and sat in the den which was just down from the master bedroom.  He would come in the bedroom and look at me because he could not believe that it was me snoring so loud. He never told me about it, he was always so polite to me. My family tells me that I snore like a train, I am sure that he was always laughing inside whenever he saw me.