I looked up at the stars in the early morning, bracing against the cool autumn air that is coldest before dawn. I glanced up at the sparkling sky and looked for familiar constellations, and noticed Orion by his three-star belt. My mind wandered to past times when I stopped beneath the stars and gazed at Orion. The heavens were a constant in my ever-changing world. I can see why sailors felt confident being guided by the stars.