IF WISHES WERE FISHES WE'D HAVE SOME TO FRY .....

Be warned ..... xtra long boring post:

In the early - mid 1950's my dad was a milkman delivering milk, ice cream and other dairy products to homes in Southern California.  It was here that he met what was to be his best friend and my mother and his wife hit it off big and were the best of friends as well.  They would also be my future (as I wasn't born yet) godparents.  At the time they became friends the other couple had a baby daughter.  A couple years later came another baby girl.  Then in October of 1957 their last baby girl ..... and two weeks after she showed up ..... I came along.

Nancy and I spent countless hours together as babies, adolescents and young adults.  At nine years old her family moved to Northern California.  Then we would (Nancy & I)  fly back and forth to each others home for two weeks each during the summer ..... sometimes on spring break ...... and wrote each other non-stop.  Sometimes I wish I still had those letters ..... they would have been a great diary ...... She was my introduction to pot, cocaine, pills (uppers & downers), LSD and cigarettes.  Living close to Haight Ashbury and with one older sister who experimented as well .... and dated someone we thought was so cool (she later married and then divored him) .... it was easy for us both to indulge .... at her house.  I didn't really know folks who did this stuff in my neighborhood .... although I'm sure it was there .... well, no doubt it was there.  I just didn't know those who did at the time .... that would come later.

Nancy and I shared friends in Northern & Southern California.  Sometimes friends of mine would visit her .... sometimes friends of hers would visit me.  When we graduated high school we started talking about moving out together.  She wanted to move back down south.  She was interested in one of my guy friends .... and he in her. So at 19 she loaded up her Toyota Corolla and drove south where we had previously rented an apartment and then dropped the bomb on our parents.  She got a job working in a credit union in Hollywood.  I got a job close to home doing data entry and computer operations.  She dated my guy friend .... I dated a lot of different people.  After a few years of living with each other .... she married my guy friend ..... and moved to Modesto.

I took on another roomate ..... would often drive north and visit Nancy and her husband.  And soon I decided I wanted to live there too.  I quit my job at the time .... loaded up and off I went.  After one day I found a tri-plex with a unit for rent and checked it out (there is another story here) ..... moved in a week later and started looking for work.  I found a job doing ..... data entry ..... and settled in.  Making new friends ..... finding old friends, by accident ..... and started partying more heavily than ever before.  Choices made that would affect me and follow me till today (as you know). 

This is a very shortened version of things ..... but an introduction to my past that may or may not help out when reading future posts ..... eyesthebye had asked for more about my past as an insight to me ..... so when the mood strikes I'll elaborate on things written in previous posts ..... as well as continue with new stuff.

But I am going to elaborate now on the above highlighted sentence.  Nancy and her husband both worked and I went looking for a place to live on my own.  I went to a rental agency that gave me a list of places to check out. The first place was a tri-plex ..... just a few blocks away from the agency.  I was told that the people were there cleaning up that were moving out and to go on over and take a look.  So I did.

As I approached the place it looked cute .... I stepped up to the door and knocked.  When the door opened I about went in to shock and no doubt my face showed my absolute surprise.  Standing in front of me was the boy from high school (he was a senior when I was a freshman) that I had a huge crush on and thought was about the best looking thing to grace this planet.  Standing behind him was his brother .... a year older than me and someone I had partied with in high school but never really hung out with.  And their youngest brother had been very good friends with my boyfriend thru high school.  He wasn't there ....

My heart started pounding .... middle brother smiled when he saw me ..... and the older one .... had no clue I even existed.  But I knew he did ..... for sure.  I set my sights on him that day ..... he was leaving for school in Santa Barbara .... I asked him to join me for dinner .... he agreed .... my heart not only pounded it almost stopped.  I rented the unit. We became close friends / lovers for awhile ..... something that if you had told me when I was a freshman was going to happen I'd of laughed ..... very hard indeed.  With him at college ... it was easy for me to look around and be tempted by others and one time when he came home from school .... I was enjoying the company of someone else.  Whether or not he dated in school (I'm sure he did) I never really knew for sure. But it put a wedge in our relationship.  And within a few weeks .... it was over.  I've always wondered .... what if?  What if I hadn't made the first of many wrong choices to come ..... but I guess it doesn't really matter now.

Next post I'll update you on Nancy. Her now ex-husband and my guy friend. And anything else that comes to mind I'm sure. Hoping all have a good day .... I'm going to get some stuff together for my training tomorrow and attempt to relax some.  I called work off today .... I'm fried from yesterday .... literally .... 7 hours under the sun w/ no shade.  Legs, butt and arms aching from digging and squating.  Yes, I do whine well, don't I?

Peace.  J.