JM: May 1982 - February 1983
Machinery Hall (Google Machinery Hall Syracuse University). A cool stone 1907 building that screams ENGINEERING. The IBM and DEC 10 lived here; today probably white servers (Google it, it isn't RACIST) running VMware and Linux. I spent a significant amount of time here writing LISP (yeah, Google LISP...) code homework for CompSci 101 and school papers on a DEC LA120 (Google it) console terminal with paper (not a CRT) to a DEC 10 (yep, Google it) and a keypunch machine to 80-character punch cards for an IBM 370/158 mainframe. Each punch card represented one line of 80-character code, and if you made a mistake, load a new card and re-type. Welcome to "old school" computing. I never got the hang of the Teco editor, and I learned Assembly language using toggle switches and paper tape on a PDP-8 (yep, more Google - you need to learn your tech roots, not everyone started with python, microcontainers, Docker or Kubernetes.)
I was in Machinery Hall and this really cute "girl next door" was fussing over the key punch doing PL/I (see my previous post). I asked what the problem was and helped her; I had the class the previous semester. She was absolutely genuine, bright, witty and just real easy to chat with. I spent an hour or so tutoring her, running batch jobs (you do this on old mainframes and wait for the job to run, yeah Google it), getting paper output, tweak the bad card, load the stack of punch cards and go again.
We rocked that assignment. I asked if she wanted to get a pizza or something to eat - it was getting late. She looked at me, I'll never forget it and she said "Really?". Totally unexpected so we went for a bite to eat around 9PM or so. We had a great time. I was going to a party the next weekend and asked if she wanted to go and she said yes. I was a bit surprised.
It was just so easy to talk to this girl of Polish decent with blonde wavy hair over her shoulders, nice body and really nice rack. However, it really was her girl next door personality, no make-up and bright/engaging personality that really did it for me. I see a lot of beautiful women I wouldn't give a moment to but JM was the complete package and our pheromones must had taken over. I was on autopilot and it was just so natural and easy to chat and joke with her. Magical summed it up. Of yeah, and she had a large engagement ring too...
We went to my buddy's party for probably an hour. Had a nice time. It was around 10PM and we went for a drive with no place in mind. I drove to a ski slope in Fabius, NY - about a 30 minute drive. It was a nice warm May night, clear sky. We took a short hike up one of the slopes, laid back on the slope and chatted endlessly looking at the crystal clear sky, no moon, lots of stars. She cuddled up to me, and we went from there. I had never had sex out doors, and it was great. Afterwards she said, "Just so you know I plan to marry D." I said, OK, and we kept chatting. I took her back to her dorm, said goodnight and made a comment that next time it would be better.
Next time was a few days later. We went out to dinner, back to her room and had the time of our lives. I had to get to work at GE by 5AM to do backups.
After that, we saw each other almost daily after we finished classes. She had a full schedule and I had a few classes in the afternoon after work.
It is odd how people instantly connect. I remember when the semester ended a few weeks later. She needed to place to stay for the night so I asked my parents if they would mind an overnight guest (she had her own room, I and my parents are certainly not liberal and my parents never knew I had a relationship starting with her...) I just remember she wore a pink jumpsuit, and it was perfect for her (yes, way dated by today's standards, this was May 1982.)
Over the summer we wrote a lot of letters and met up once in her town. In August I moved into the apartment on campus. JM had a roommate for her senior year, M, who was nice and petite and engaged too. I helped them furnish their dorm room. It was odd JM's fiancee never visited, he was going to school as a senior at a SUNY location in another part of NY. He did call a few times when I was in her dorm so I know he was real. One discussion they had was intimate and she didn't want me to leave. She was a bit upset after.
For the next 6 months JM became my part-time roommate. Lord I loved having her around with me. It was especially nice on weekends when neither of us had to get up and go anyplace special. We just lived in my waterbed. I know it sounds all hippy but I'm not that kind of person, I just loved being close with her and she too. I never pressured her to dump D; she'd have to commit to it herself with no pressure from me.
And sex: she was always up for it, well sure, I'd have to be "up" too, and we had the best time. She was uninhibited and just free and fun. We really had a great time. I did keep our relationship quiet. I had a small circle of friends, and I never ever let on we had something going.
It was common for me to have more women friends than men.
I went shopping with her to Fashion Bar so she could pick out a few interviewing outfits. She picked out one that was too expensive for her ($175 and for a college student with no job in 1982, that was a lot of money). I took her back to her dorm, went back to Fashion Bar and bought it for her; the sames sales person was there. She thought JM would look great. Later that night I went alone to a local bar for a few beers. And, the sales girl from Fashion Bar was there. Too weird. We chatted for a bit and she said my JM seemed like a lovely girl and wished us the best. I told her the story, she was a bit surprised given how we interacted at the store. She did say never give up. We talked a few hours. I was ready to leave, she gave me a big hug and wished me well. I don't remember her name, just that she was really nice and we connected. Maybe I missed The One?
By February 1983, JM was drifting away. I knew she'd be back as was keeping her plants over Christmas break and I still had them. Since I know she was serious about marrying D, I let it go. Idiot. This was my chance to pursue and I totally blew it.
About this time, RH was on a business trip for like 6 weeks to GE from Colorado Springs. We went out with a group from GE, and somehow our pheromones connected, and we start a hot and heavy affair like in the movie "Body Heat". Did I mention RH was MARRIED! As I look back on JM and RH all I can say is what a scumbag I was. She, it takes 2, but I could have not, that was all in my control. At the time this all seemed quite perfect. Today, and since I married in 1987, never would I do this again if I were single. Never. I'm cold, hard sober on this.
How
do I know JM was engaged? Recently I did some research like I did with
LH and found she did marry, has 3 adult kids out of college, married shortly after graduation from SU and appears to have a lovely
life. I won't contact her, would love to, as it would be rude and
insensitive. I have lines I draw, doesn't mean a wee bit of fantasy doesn't creep in. No, I won't see her. NO.
RH was just 5 weeks or so. In August 1983 I moved to Colorado Springs. 75% for the work, 25% in the off-chance RH and I would be a long term item.
OK so next up will be my affair with RH. Not proud of it at all, but is part of me.
Thursday, September 5, 2019
Monday, September 2, 2019
Ghosts of Girlfriends Past - Part 3 - The early 1980s - post-Miami, positioning for The Twilight Zone
So, I get back from Miami to Syracuse October 1980 with my tail tucked between my legs. I sold my high school gold ring to help pay for the gas to get back. Oddly I don't remember staying anywhere along the way, I must have. Eh?
I left feeling good that I broke the dysfunctional relationship I was in yet I really felt like a failure that it didn't last; takes two to tango... LH was really hot, but there is more to a woman than looks. I felt used. She got what she wanted - established in Miami, I was no longer needed. Yeah, we had a really good time the first 6 months but the last 10 months were milk-toast and eventually purgatory.
I Recently did some Google searches and tracked her down and found a photo of LH where she works. Still looks very hot, aging has been very kind to her, she has a killer smile. I'll never contact her though as there would be no need and I see it as rude to interrupt her life - she does have 2 divorces under her belt, I have none...Doesn't make me a better person though, I just know I wasn't the only one left in her wake.
I like being in a relationship. I like the closeness. I like being together and doing stuff. I like having someone at home to be with. I also like knowing she wants to be with me. I'm not clingy. Independence and identity is important as is trust in your partner will always be there and want to be there for you. At the end, LH wasn't any of the above. I'm sure I had something to do with it, right?
When I got back to Syracuse I looked for work, couldn't find anything. I went back to SU in January 1981 to wrap-up my degree. I was able to land a job at GE (thanks to my father who had been at GE for 30 years) as a computer operator running production reports on a Honeywell mainframe, sorting paper reports and getting them to their proper mailboxes during 2nd shift. This was good as I could attend classes during the day and work nights. I took computer engineering and comp sci classes to build up my computer credits, and GE paid for tuition and books as long as I got B grades, which I did. I eventually took some masters classes too.
I dated a little bit with a couple girls I knew pre-Miami. Nothing serious. Within 6 months I started working in GE's military electronics groups as a computer manager working with PDP-11s and VAX/VMS (Google DEC and VAX and PDP-11 - amazing computers that changed the way information technology moved from mainframe computers to mini-computer timesharing computers, DEC changed the computer industry). My days now started at 5AM doing backups, and I was done by 2PM and off to classes at SU. I was getting my head straight. I lived at home from late 1980 to August 1982. While at home, I paid my parents $350 rent as I felt it was up to me to carry my own weight.
In August 1982 I moved to a 3-room apartment near campus. $350/month, all utilities included, I paid for the phone. It was a good starter apartment in the basement of a house with an exterior private entrance for a college student, for me it was good independence. Again, as long as I had good grades, GE paid for tuition and books - sweet.
Moving was also important as I had started an odd part-time roommate relationship in early May 1982 with a Junior undergrad CompSci girl (JM) who was incredibly beautiful. It was true serendipity.
I was in Machinery Hall (at SU this was the main computer building) doing a homework project, and JM was doing a class assignment in PL/I (pronounced PL One - Program Language One, IBM mainframe language developed in the mid-1960s) for a library card catalog project. I had taken that class a sesmester before and was able to help her. At SU, you took a class to learn the subject matter, and the computer language was just the tool.
OK, so I'll stop here and pick-up in my next post. JM was one of my most amazing, and very odd, relationships.
I left feeling good that I broke the dysfunctional relationship I was in yet I really felt like a failure that it didn't last; takes two to tango... LH was really hot, but there is more to a woman than looks. I felt used. She got what she wanted - established in Miami, I was no longer needed. Yeah, we had a really good time the first 6 months but the last 10 months were milk-toast and eventually purgatory.
I Recently did some Google searches and tracked her down and found a photo of LH where she works. Still looks very hot, aging has been very kind to her, she has a killer smile. I'll never contact her though as there would be no need and I see it as rude to interrupt her life - she does have 2 divorces under her belt, I have none...Doesn't make me a better person though, I just know I wasn't the only one left in her wake.
I like being in a relationship. I like the closeness. I like being together and doing stuff. I like having someone at home to be with. I also like knowing she wants to be with me. I'm not clingy. Independence and identity is important as is trust in your partner will always be there and want to be there for you. At the end, LH wasn't any of the above. I'm sure I had something to do with it, right?
When I got back to Syracuse I looked for work, couldn't find anything. I went back to SU in January 1981 to wrap-up my degree. I was able to land a job at GE (thanks to my father who had been at GE for 30 years) as a computer operator running production reports on a Honeywell mainframe, sorting paper reports and getting them to their proper mailboxes during 2nd shift. This was good as I could attend classes during the day and work nights. I took computer engineering and comp sci classes to build up my computer credits, and GE paid for tuition and books as long as I got B grades, which I did. I eventually took some masters classes too.
I dated a little bit with a couple girls I knew pre-Miami. Nothing serious. Within 6 months I started working in GE's military electronics groups as a computer manager working with PDP-11s and VAX/VMS (Google DEC and VAX and PDP-11 - amazing computers that changed the way information technology moved from mainframe computers to mini-computer timesharing computers, DEC changed the computer industry). My days now started at 5AM doing backups, and I was done by 2PM and off to classes at SU. I was getting my head straight. I lived at home from late 1980 to August 1982. While at home, I paid my parents $350 rent as I felt it was up to me to carry my own weight.
In August 1982 I moved to a 3-room apartment near campus. $350/month, all utilities included, I paid for the phone. It was a good starter apartment in the basement of a house with an exterior private entrance for a college student, for me it was good independence. Again, as long as I had good grades, GE paid for tuition and books - sweet.
Moving was also important as I had started an odd part-time roommate relationship in early May 1982 with a Junior undergrad CompSci girl (JM) who was incredibly beautiful. It was true serendipity.
I was in Machinery Hall (at SU this was the main computer building) doing a homework project, and JM was doing a class assignment in PL/I (pronounced PL One - Program Language One, IBM mainframe language developed in the mid-1960s) for a library card catalog project. I had taken that class a sesmester before and was able to help her. At SU, you took a class to learn the subject matter, and the computer language was just the tool.
OK, so I'll stop here and pick-up in my next post. JM was one of my most amazing, and very odd, relationships.
Sunday, September 1, 2019
Ghosts of Girlfriends Past - Part 2 - ok, let's continue
Let's pick up in 1978..
P: We didn't date, although I still have tickets I bought for us to go see George Benson (Google him with "Breezin'" & "On Boardway") on a chance we might go out.
She was a bartender and I was the DJ at a disco. P was really sweet and very attractive about 5'6". It was a dead cold and snowy Monday night. The manager said if you want to take off I could put on the reel-to-reel tape for the next few hours, no worries. We had like 5 people come in the past 3 hours (it was now midnight). Our club was one of the hottest in town on the weekends with lines lasting upwards of an hour to get in, max was 200 people at a time. P and I left and went to Orpheus, another disco. It was a bi-sexual bar with gays and straights. Small, max was around 50-75 people. Music was a heavier disco, less funk, (more like NYC style) than what my disco was known for. The variety for me was good.
The dance floor was sunk into the floor a good 7'-8'. The floor was stainless steel, the walls were mirrored and the JBL speakers (I'm more of a Klipsch person however JBLs bang it out just fine) were powered by McIntosh amps. We danced and had a good time. Had a few beers and just connected so well. Orpheus was pretty empty too, maybe 15 people max. The DJ spun-up Kool and The Gang's "Summer Madness" slow dance. (Google it or look it up on iTunes.) "Summer Madness" was released in 1974. It is one of the most sampled (Google it) recordings in history over past 45 years. It was magical. I remember it over 40 years later. We held each other tight & closely, kissed passionately, I had solid wood pressed up to her thigh and bikini area and she just loved it, well just wow. We never dated, we just had that evening in time I'll never forget.
To this day "Summer Madness" is still one of my all time favorites and just a quality recording. If you try it, make it LOUD, just get the original, the remixes are OK but the original was perfection. Kool and the Gang was one of the best R&B bands from the 1970s whose music is still relevant and works today. "Open Sesame", "Ladies Night", "Summer Madness", "Jungle Boogie", "Celebration", "Hollywood Swinging", "Get Down On It", "Fresh" are some of their best.
LH: Now I'm almost done with college, 3 classes to go. She worked as a cocktail waitress, I was the DJ. We met over a very odd incident, call it serendipity; I was stand-up about an incident involving my car I loaned to a really weird waitress (OK, I was a moron, never should have and the absolute last time I EVER loaned my car to ANYONE) at the club and she rear-ended LH at another club. I found her tail light lens in my car's grill and I knew what happened. I was mad and told LH it was my car.
LH had always wanted to live by the ocean so after 5 months of serious dating, we decided to move to Miami together in June 1979. I decided to finish my classes in Miami (yes, I was an idiot; I did finish college at SU when I moved back, got a dual BS and did masters classes in computer science and engineering). LH's roommate said to beware of LH and her true motives - I should have listened.
I was in Miami for 18 months. It was OK for the first 4-5 months then it went sour. I thought this would be The One. Well, it wasn't. We lived in 3 different apartments. We got two puppies (what HUGE mistake that was). LH insisted and I capitulated. I knew better. They were well taken care of only in your early 20s most people aren't ready to take on the responsibilities of a dog.
By late 1985, I was ready for a dog, and he was a big dog (29" at the withers and 120 lbs.) More on my dog as an adult at another time (I mentioned Mogul in my first post...)
Moving in with LH taught me a lot like how to live on my own as I had lived at home during my college years. Hey, say what you want, living at home during college years, attending a 2-year community college first then going to Syracuse University for the last 2 years and working the entire time kept me from student debt that college-bound kids today think of as free money to spend as they want, then whine when they have to pay it back from a job that doesn't pay crap for a philosophy degree or Medieval French Lit. My loans were allocated by the bank directly to books and tuition and since I didn't live in a dorm, I was good. I think I had like $2,500 to pay off in 1981 and I was starting a career at GE in military electronics that paid well.
When I finally left LH, it took a good 6 months to get her out of my head. She was beautiful like Victoria Principal (Google her and look back to see what she looked like in the mid-1970s, that is what LH looked like). LU even had the same rack as Victoria Principal - weird, eh? I thought we'd get back together, yet again I proved myself to be an idiot. I finally did move on.
I easily connected with P and LH. I just felt very comfortable. My personality? Theirs? A combination of pheromones that mixed well when we met? It just happened.
Well, this takes me to late 1980 when I get back from Miami and head back to SU. In early 1982 things get more serious with my few relationships for the next 4-5 years. 1982 to early 1986 were interesting and not my "Boy Scout" years.
Hope this isn't getting boring. I just need a place to talk my life out. Your time is most appreciated. Comments are welcome, just keep it civil.
P: We didn't date, although I still have tickets I bought for us to go see George Benson (Google him with "Breezin'" & "On Boardway") on a chance we might go out.
She was a bartender and I was the DJ at a disco. P was really sweet and very attractive about 5'6". It was a dead cold and snowy Monday night. The manager said if you want to take off I could put on the reel-to-reel tape for the next few hours, no worries. We had like 5 people come in the past 3 hours (it was now midnight). Our club was one of the hottest in town on the weekends with lines lasting upwards of an hour to get in, max was 200 people at a time. P and I left and went to Orpheus, another disco. It was a bi-sexual bar with gays and straights. Small, max was around 50-75 people. Music was a heavier disco, less funk, (more like NYC style) than what my disco was known for. The variety for me was good.
The dance floor was sunk into the floor a good 7'-8'. The floor was stainless steel, the walls were mirrored and the JBL speakers (I'm more of a Klipsch person however JBLs bang it out just fine) were powered by McIntosh amps. We danced and had a good time. Had a few beers and just connected so well. Orpheus was pretty empty too, maybe 15 people max. The DJ spun-up Kool and The Gang's "Summer Madness" slow dance. (Google it or look it up on iTunes.) "Summer Madness" was released in 1974. It is one of the most sampled (Google it) recordings in history over past 45 years. It was magical. I remember it over 40 years later. We held each other tight & closely, kissed passionately, I had solid wood pressed up to her thigh and bikini area and she just loved it, well just wow. We never dated, we just had that evening in time I'll never forget.
To this day "Summer Madness" is still one of my all time favorites and just a quality recording. If you try it, make it LOUD, just get the original, the remixes are OK but the original was perfection. Kool and the Gang was one of the best R&B bands from the 1970s whose music is still relevant and works today. "Open Sesame", "Ladies Night", "Summer Madness", "Jungle Boogie", "Celebration", "Hollywood Swinging", "Get Down On It", "Fresh" are some of their best.
LH: Now I'm almost done with college, 3 classes to go. She worked as a cocktail waitress, I was the DJ. We met over a very odd incident, call it serendipity; I was stand-up about an incident involving my car I loaned to a really weird waitress (OK, I was a moron, never should have and the absolute last time I EVER loaned my car to ANYONE) at the club and she rear-ended LH at another club. I found her tail light lens in my car's grill and I knew what happened. I was mad and told LH it was my car.
LH had always wanted to live by the ocean so after 5 months of serious dating, we decided to move to Miami together in June 1979. I decided to finish my classes in Miami (yes, I was an idiot; I did finish college at SU when I moved back, got a dual BS and did masters classes in computer science and engineering). LH's roommate said to beware of LH and her true motives - I should have listened.
I was in Miami for 18 months. It was OK for the first 4-5 months then it went sour. I thought this would be The One. Well, it wasn't. We lived in 3 different apartments. We got two puppies (what HUGE mistake that was). LH insisted and I capitulated. I knew better. They were well taken care of only in your early 20s most people aren't ready to take on the responsibilities of a dog.
By late 1985, I was ready for a dog, and he was a big dog (29" at the withers and 120 lbs.) More on my dog as an adult at another time (I mentioned Mogul in my first post...)
Moving in with LH taught me a lot like how to live on my own as I had lived at home during my college years. Hey, say what you want, living at home during college years, attending a 2-year community college first then going to Syracuse University for the last 2 years and working the entire time kept me from student debt that college-bound kids today think of as free money to spend as they want, then whine when they have to pay it back from a job that doesn't pay crap for a philosophy degree or Medieval French Lit. My loans were allocated by the bank directly to books and tuition and since I didn't live in a dorm, I was good. I think I had like $2,500 to pay off in 1981 and I was starting a career at GE in military electronics that paid well.
When I finally left LH, it took a good 6 months to get her out of my head. She was beautiful like Victoria Principal (Google her and look back to see what she looked like in the mid-1970s, that is what LH looked like). LU even had the same rack as Victoria Principal - weird, eh? I thought we'd get back together, yet again I proved myself to be an idiot. I finally did move on.
I easily connected with P and LH. I just felt very comfortable. My personality? Theirs? A combination of pheromones that mixed well when we met? It just happened.
Well, this takes me to late 1980 when I get back from Miami and head back to SU. In early 1982 things get more serious with my few relationships for the next 4-5 years. 1982 to early 1986 were interesting and not my "Boy Scout" years.
Hope this isn't getting boring. I just need a place to talk my life out. Your time is most appreciated. Comments are welcome, just keep it civil.
Ghosts of girlfriends past - Time-Out - some background....
Here's
the thing. I'm just an average looking guy. I had a decent trim build in my
20's (just toned, not bulky and ripped....), wavy dark
blonde hair, just 5'7" (my brother is 6'5" as was my Gampy and my dad
was 6'4" - my mom's Norwegian side were short like me) and a tad larger penis size than average (6" and good girth that I've been told is important) that I could use well and often during the night as needed. I never
attracted many girls but when I connected I was a fine.
I can be humorous and cleaver. Yet I can be very shy until the door opens up but there needs to be a spark. I was never one to pick-up girls in bars at all. I just kind of met a few serendipitously. By the time I was 27, I had had sex with 12 women, and no "one night stands".
So, that is some background on me, what I like and stuff. TMI???
I can be humorous and cleaver. Yet I can be very shy until the door opens up but there needs to be a spark. I was never one to pick-up girls in bars at all. I just kind of met a few serendipitously. By the time I was 27, I had had sex with 12 women, and no "one night stands".
Some of the women I had relationships with (6+ months) were really hot. I have no idea why me. Men are very visual. Ever notice men's magazine have very short articles and a LOT of pictures? Women's magazines have long articles and fewer photos.
I think women are more focused on charisma, charm, confidence, being true? I have no idea. I tend to be very open about me. I really appreciate how women present themselves as confident, NOT manipulative, not flighty or into games. I just like honest girls next door that are decently attractive, not super model beautiful that most men look for. I don't think Melania Trump is attractive nor Christie Brinkley however Sandra Bullock, Diane Lane and Analeigh Tipton are hot.
I like to cuddle. Sappy, I know. Nothing much better than a cold winter weekend spooning with a hardon nestled to her backside. And once in a while rolling over for nice long sex.
Hair color - doesn't matter. Just keep the hairstyle simple and uncomplicated, and please don't color it. Accept who you are. I have been with brunettes, blondes, a red-head, really dark hair, doesn't matter. What's between the ears matters 85% to me. Toothless hillbillies are right out and really over-weight too meaning you don't take care of yourself! Just take care of yourself and dress nice. Not fancy and frilly, just not trashy. Bra or braless, just use good taste if the girls have a mind of their own.
I'm not attracted to women who wear a lot of make-up (minimal or none is better) or have had boob jobs - I don't care how big or small they are, I care about a genuine, honest, down-to-earth personality. "Must Love Dogs" sums it up well too.
I'm not into casual sex or one-nighters. There has to be a strong emotional connection.
Enjoying beer and a porterhouse is good, as well as enjoying a glass of good Merlot. Hard liquor, hard drinkers no. Smokers (vaping, tobacco, and weed) are a massive ZERO; my dad smoked 3 packs a day and died from lung disease at 68. My wife was a smoker until she developed lung cancer, was cured yet is now addicted to Nicorette gum - yes, I was an idiot knowing she was a smoker but I never that she'd be The One, and before you know it, here I am.
As mentioned earlier, I'm a "Dennis Port" kind of outdoor person.
So, that is some background on me, what I like and stuff. TMI???
Ghosts of girlfriends past - Part 1
The movie with Matthew McConaughey was a modern take on "A Christmas Carol" and Ebenezer Scrooge, and the bad way he treated his relationships with women. Heck, he dumped 3 girlfriends at the same time via a video conference call while he was in bed with a 4th. This redefines being "a bad boy" personality.
My relationships were never like that. Sure, I could have been a bit better, I made mistakes, we all do. I mostly learned from these mistakes. As of today, I've been married since 1987 and just once.
In 20/20 retrospec, my choice of a long term relationship was a poor one, not totally terrible but not a "soulmate". I have always felt I missed my soulmate, more on that in a bit. I dearly wish I had waited for my soulmate or pursued the one at the time more passionately given the 2,000 mile distance we had. If I had a do-over I know exactly what I would do to make sure I did all I could, and if it still failed at least I would know I did my all to make it work - of course it takes two to tango.
In "Meet Joe Black" with Brad Pitt (a modern day "Death Takes a Holiday"), Anthony Hopkins tells this to his daughter who is a doctor, I wish someone I had told me this:
Let's review a few highlights of some of my memorable Ghosts of GFs Past:
KT: 9th grade. We never went farther than holding hands and seeing a Chicago (Transit Authority) concert that was fabulous. I never forgot that.
I'll see Chicago for the second time next month. Going by myself, my wife is disabled and can no longer do things like this comfortably. It's "me" time, something I rarely do. Last time was seeing Tim Allen at the same venue over a year ago, and that was the last "me" time I did. Just a few hours. And, we don't take vacations as she is disabled.
LR: My first real gf in high school, 10th grade. We were an item for like 2-3 months. No sex or anything past "first base". I was head over heals excited about her. It ran its course and she moved on. I was crushed.
TC: She pursued me. I use to wear a "newsboy" cap (Google it). She out her number in my hat. It was a cute move and worked. I was 18, she was 17. Italian, bubbly personality, ~5' 3" as sweet as could be, and super attractive as the perfect "girl next door", nice shape/body. SMOKIN'! We dated a lot, never got past 2nd base which was fine ESPECIALLY given our ages. (BTW, I was a virgin and will be until I'm 22.) She was mature beyond her age and just a whole lot of fun. A real enjoyable relationship. She could have been the "one".
To be continued...the college years are next, and some of my best experiences.
My relationships were never like that. Sure, I could have been a bit better, I made mistakes, we all do. I mostly learned from these mistakes. As of today, I've been married since 1987 and just once.
In 20/20 retrospec, my choice of a long term relationship was a poor one, not totally terrible but not a "soulmate". I have always felt I missed my soulmate, more on that in a bit. I dearly wish I had waited for my soulmate or pursued the one at the time more passionately given the 2,000 mile distance we had. If I had a do-over I know exactly what I would do to make sure I did all I could, and if it still failed at least I would know I did my all to make it work - of course it takes two to tango.
In "Meet Joe Black" with Brad Pitt (a modern day "Death Takes a Holiday"), Anthony Hopkins tells this to his daughter who is a doctor, I wish someone I had told me this:
William Parrish: Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. I say, fall head over heels. Find someone you can love like crazy and who will love you the same way back. How do you find him? Well, you forget your head, and you listen to your heart. And I'm not hearing any heart. Cause the truth is, honey, there's no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love, well, you haven't lived a life at all. But you have to try, cause if you haven't tried, you haven't lived.I never selected relationships that were the healthiest for me. Although, I seem to relate better with women and than men for whatever reasons, and no I'm not gay or even close to it. How do I know? I've worked with gays and known some as friends and never had an attraction. As a DJ in a record pool, there were about 15 of us and just three of us were straight. There was no peer pressure or "them" hitting on us, we were just people working together on delivering good music. Remember, the disco was mainly born in gay bars in NYC in the early 1970s.
Let's review a few highlights of some of my memorable Ghosts of GFs Past:
KT: 9th grade. We never went farther than holding hands and seeing a Chicago (Transit Authority) concert that was fabulous. I never forgot that.
I'll see Chicago for the second time next month. Going by myself, my wife is disabled and can no longer do things like this comfortably. It's "me" time, something I rarely do. Last time was seeing Tim Allen at the same venue over a year ago, and that was the last "me" time I did. Just a few hours. And, we don't take vacations as she is disabled.
LR: My first real gf in high school, 10th grade. We were an item for like 2-3 months. No sex or anything past "first base". I was head over heals excited about her. It ran its course and she moved on. I was crushed.
TC: She pursued me. I use to wear a "newsboy" cap (Google it). She out her number in my hat. It was a cute move and worked. I was 18, she was 17. Italian, bubbly personality, ~5' 3" as sweet as could be, and super attractive as the perfect "girl next door", nice shape/body. SMOKIN'! We dated a lot, never got past 2nd base which was fine ESPECIALLY given our ages. (BTW, I was a virgin and will be until I'm 22.) She was mature beyond her age and just a whole lot of fun. A real enjoyable relationship. She could have been the "one".
To be continued...the college years are next, and some of my best experiences.
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