Michael Joe Armijo's Blog, page 47

I'm A Dreamer

“Whether you have a proper teacher or not depends upon what you want to learn.”--Dan Millman, WAY OF THE PEACEFUL WARRIOR,A Book That Changes Lives
I was moving forward with my Graphic Design classes.  I was looking forward to the end of it.  They are suggesting we pay for another period of Computer Graphic Design training but I do not intend to go that route.  I’ve learned what I want to learn thus far.  I am not so sure I want to be a Graphic Artist now.  I love being an artist and there are aspects I like but there are portions of it that are not appealing.  I’d rather be artful based on what I choose to create.   Time will tell.  It’s not going to hurt me to have this experience.
Mom sent me a sweet Christmas Card.  It was definitely her kind of card with an image of the poinsettia that she adores.   She likes to decorate her house with poinsettia for the holidays.   She knew INTER/MEDIA was paying for me to fly to Kansas City, Missouri and she mentioned it in the card.   Mom wrote:
December 1990Dear Son,Wishing you happiness for the holidays and through the New Year.Hope you had a good time on your trip to Kansas City. Love, Mom
Brrrrr…my teeth chattered while standing outside of the Kansas City, Missouri Airport.  It was so cold that I was happy I lived in California.   The trip included an early flight, a meeting and then a flight back to Los Angeles; whereby, I didn’t see much of Kansas City.   It’s just as well.  I would’ve frozen my buns off.
Barbara Reynolds sent another card to me but this was actually her Christmas card.   She wrote in response the HOLIDAY party I had planned.   It was just as well that she received the invitation late because I ended up cancelling the party.   It was better that way.   Barbara wrote:

Wishing you all the JOYS of the season…Thanks for the invitation—got it too late.  It was delivered to my neighbor in error (and he was in Arizona for three weeks).  I know it was a great party.   At least now I have your number…Great.Happy Solstice,Love, Barbara
Alan and I ventured out to see a new film directed by Laverne (of Laverne and Shirley fame), Penny Marshall.  It was starring Robert de Niro and Robin Williams called AWAKENINGS.   The premise was based on a 1973 book written by Oliver Sacks.   It was a DRAMA about the victims of an encephalitis epidemic from many years ago.   The victims have been catatonic ever since, but now a new drug offers the prospect of reviving them back into normal human-beings.    We loved it.
Dorothy was early with a New Year’s Day card, dated December 24th.   She wrote:
12-24-90Michael,Have a WONDERFUL 1991!…and what better way to enjoy it than to have the financial security to allow you to do what you really enjoy.  Let’s hope these are the lucky numbers:
5 MAY9 MY BIRTHDAY17 Days Later26 Your Birthday31 Your age42 and my ageIn my Christmas card I said I’d have to think of something to cheer you up.   Are you smiling?  Let’s hope these numbers are lucky enough to bring a real glow to that smile.I know what you’ll have time to do with your winnings…but what would I do with mine?  Hmmm….Again, Happy, Happy New Year, Love, Dorothy She did make me smile to include a lottery ticket for me.   And more smiles were ahead for Alan and me when we went to see another movie.   We love a good story.   This time we saw BONFIRE OF THE VANITIES.   It was supposedly a COMEDY but we both felt it was anything but that…based on a book by Tom Wolfe.   It was about ambition, racism, social class, politics, and greed in 1980s New York City.   It was starring Tom Hanks, Bruce Willis (not my favorite) and Melanie Griffith.   We chalked-up another good night of entertainment.
Another second HOLIDAY card arrived from Steven Antol.   He probably felt a need to write me back since I replied to his last correspondence.   He wrote but didn’t write much of anything:
December 1990Dear Michael,Hi there buddie!  Hey, it’s getting to be a long time since I last saw you.  We’re going to have to get together soon.I’m in HONG KONG today as I write this card.   That’s a pretty fascinating place.  I really like it.
I hope that ALL IS WELL with you, Michael.   I’m doing pretty well.   Enjoying LIFE and flying to three Asian countries…it’s still fun.I hope that you have a wonderful, happy Holiday Season.  Please stay in touch.  I always enjoy hearing from you.  Love, Steven
I didn’t know what to make of this letter/card from Steven.   I didn’t feel a need to reply to it.  I shrugged it off.  I needed my sleep.   I tried counting backwards from one-hundred and I think I actually fell asleep before I got to number one.   It doesn’t always work out that way.   I got lucky.  I’m a dreamer.
“If you want to go to sleep at night, YOU MUST NOT THINK, as people tell you, of a long row of sheep or camels passing through a gate, for they go in one direction, and your thoughts will go along with them.   YOU SHOULD THINK instead of a deep well.   In the bottom of that well, just in the middle of it, there comes up a spring of water, which rungs out in little streamlets to all possible sides, like the rays of a star.  If you can make your thoughts run out with that water, not in one direction, but equally to all sides, you will fall asleep.”-Isak Dinesen,
Seven Gothic Tales:  THE DREAMERS

The World Lost John Lennon

We've got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can't just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it's going to get on by itself. You've got to keep watering it. You've got to really look after it and nurture it.--John Lennon
Alan and I were on a roll with going ‘to the movies’.   This time we were entranced by Sean Connery and Michelle Pfeiffer in THE RUSSIA HOUSE, an American spy film based on a book by John le Carre.   We like films that are thrillers with a suspenseful edge.   Alan and I always seem to find something NEW to look forward to…we keep the thrill going.   It’s our secret.
Barbara Reynolds offers suggestions from her movie-going in Berkeley sometimes.   She wrote recently, sending me a cool, snow scene of the infamous DAKOTA Building in New York City (where John Lennon, the singer/songwriter who co-founded THE BEATLES, was fatally killed on December 8, 1980).  Imagine.
14 Dec, 1990Dear Michael,I’m finally able to party with this card…now “10” years since the world lost JOHN LENNON. 
You’ve been so on top of it all.   Thanks…I just seem to get dizzy with these changes.The Small Business Office split-up as of today, some moved to Walnut Creek and some to 2150 Webster Street in Oakland while others stayed at 370 Third Street in San Francisco.  I will miss Jennifer Peterson A LOT.   We had lunch together yesterday at this yummy ‘newish’ restaurant next to work.
Tomorrow I make my second trip to the KPFA Crafts Fair on campus with Alice Cofield.   Also, I will get to finally meet Sierra (born 16, September 1990).  She was adopted by my friends Howard and Nancy.
In a few days I’ll move my desk to a quite spot near the window and with the New Year we will have a new second level manager: Sherry Davis.
What will you be up to for Christmas?
I think about walking to a movie. 
I have a few gifts to wrap and several cards to send.  I gave Bobbie Renbarger your address and telephone number.  She is going to Walnut Creek.  I hope you are well.With Love, Barbara Alan and I went to see MERMAIDS in Santa Monica.  It was a cute comedy starring CHER with two daughters played by Winona Ryder and Christina Ricci.   I liked how the film was narrated by a teenage girl (Winona) living in Oklahoma, telling the story of her very eccentric mother who she referred to as Mrs. Flax.
I loved the funny Christmas cards I receive.   This time it was from the very funny, Mitch Schwartz, my former co-worker at PAC BELL in San Francisco.  He sent chummy Santa scenes and included a caricature clipping of MADONNA that I loved.  Mitch loves MADONNA (and dancing to her music).  The other clipping is what made me laugh: “One more fuckin’ message and I’ll SCREAM.”   
If one ever worked at PAC BELL you’d understand that one.  You can be receiving call after call and then other reps come over to your desk, giving you messages from customers that you need to call back.   Grrr!!!  This made me realize that things are still ‘more of the same’ back at PAC BELL in San Francisco.   Luckily, Mitch has a very good sense of humor.
A few days later I was updated with more gossip about my former office in San Francisco from another former coworker, Reed Campbell.  He took the time to type a one-page letter using stationary from THE GRAND HOTEL in Washington D.C. where he had vacationed recently.   Reed wrote:
Dear Michael,…just a few lines to say HELLO and to wish you a very Merry Christmas.  I know you received my card already and I yours.   Thank you very much.   This has been a very busy season as I have been working at MACY’s again this Xmas since before Thanksgiving.  Christmas Eve will be my last day.  I am looking forward to it.  The shoppers have been on the frantic side and management is quite different from last year.   A young lady (about 23 years old) has taken over the MEN’s Accessories (where I work) and is a hyper type, so full of whim and vigor it tires me out just to talk to her.   I guess I want too much of management, having been in that position a number of times. 
I did stop by the old PAC BELL-ACO office and saw Mitch and a few others.  I took in some fudge to pave the way.  I stopped in to see Nicki Bovee but she was out ill with a bad back.   She should be back by now as Bob Cunningham took the candy I brought for her.   I will try to stop in one day this week and say the holiday greetings to all.  I got to see Glenda Novello in TEL SALES at Marathon Plaza.   She likes it a lot and is making money.   Janice is there also, still loud and “talky” as ever. 

We have my in-laws arriving the 20th for 10 days and it looks very busy during that time.   Deanna has all sorts of plans and I only hope that the weather stays nice so that she can do what she wants. Do you plan to be in the BAY AREA over the Holidays?  I’d like to get together for a drink or lunch if you are here and have the time.  My phone number is 415-386-6996, so if you can manage it give me a jingle.  I can imagine that I you get here you will be swamped with family though.   I will understand if you can’t get free.  Well, I have to get ready to go to work.  The evening shift from 2:30PM to 11PM is mine (but only four days a week).   It’s enough.   Take care of yourself and stay the same nice guy you are.Best Always,ReedP.S. Everyone loved the BART SIMPSON fax you sent. 
And besides my busy times at INTER/MEDIA and Graphic Design School I was happy to have my entertaining time of movies and dinners with Alan.   I also enjoy finding a card in my mailbox to make me smile.  I just received another from Dorothy Rua who didn’t seem to get the memo that I’d be staying in Los Angeles over the holidays.  Dorothy wrote:
12-17-90Happy Holidays MICHAEL JOE ARMIJO!Warm Wishes to a COOL GUY from a HOT CHICK on a cold day, Merry Christmas.
I LOVE the card you sent me!  It’s PERFECT…and I see myself in the brunette singer…fish net stockings and all!   I just got off of the phone with you and detected a bit of unhappiness in your voice.  Am I wrong?  I hope it’s just the job and nothing more.  I’ll have to think of something to cheer you up!
Though I’ve never met ALAN, it must be great to have his options…house searching in Malibu…it’s beyond me.   Doesn’t it make you nuts sometimes?   On the other hand, it can be fun to be around a person with a different (or should I say, a different level) of choices.  Maybe one day I’ll get to meet him.  I hope so!  Better yet, maybe one day I’ll get to see MICHAEL JOE ARMIJO again!   1990 didn’t allow for a trip to West Hollywood… maybe 1991 will bring me your way.  I never say NEVER.

Being home with your family should be fun at Christmas.  Do have a super time!  And find some great action for New Year’s Eve.  I don’t need to know her name. Ha-ha.  Thinking of you…Love, Dorothy …and only HAPPINESS for the New Year!
Imagine all the people living life in peace.  You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us, and the world will be as one. -John Lennon

The Grifters

"The BEST reason I can think of is that you scare the hell out of me. I have seen women like you before, baby. You're double-tough and you are sharp as a razor, and you get what you want or else; but you don't make it work forever. Sooner or later the lightning hits, and I'm not gonna be around when it hits you."--as said by Roy Dillon, played by actor, John Cusak to Myra Langtry, played by actress, Annette Beningin the 1990 film, THE GRIFTERS
I received a few early Christmas Cards this week.  Of course, there was the one from Grandma.  She had received the card I sent her of my pic in Amboise, France and gave me a sweet complement.
Dec. 1990Dear Michael,May the warmth of Christmas fill your home with special happiness. God Bless, Love, GrandmaYou look so handsome in the picture.
…and a ‘sleeping Santa’ card from Chad Mark Glen:
Michael,Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year...I am thankful to have you as a friend.  It’s too bad we’re geographically so far apart.  Hope your Holiday is a happy one.  Always, Chad …and a SEASON’S GREETINGS with Mickey Mouse from Steven Antol.  I had shared with him the news of my 1-year anniversary of being together with Alan (on Nov. 20, 1990).
12-4-1990Dear Michael,Thank you for remembering my Birthday…and Congratulations on YOUR anniversary.  That’s quite an accomplishment.   I’m still dating Mark, the guy from Los Angeles, who I met in Hawaii.  Things are going quite well. Hey…I just realized something.  I’m sitting in Japan, writing this card on a layover.  It just reminded me that I often sat in Japan and wrote notes to you.  That was a fun time for me.Michael, you are a great friend to me and I appreciate your kindness.Have a wonderful Christmas and enjoy yourself—wishing you the best in the New Year.  Hope your holiday season’s a real sparkler!Love and Aloha, Steven
And so…I imagine my Holiday season will be sparkling; however, it will be different this year.   I will not be going to Alameda this year.  I just returned from New York City with Alan.  I’m back to work at INTER/MEDIA and Graphic Art classes are keeping me busy at PLATT COLLEGE.   There is simply too much on my plate right now.  I do plan to go to Alameda sometime in February 1991.   I will look forward to that time.  In the meantime, it’s time to wrap gifts and mail them out to my nieces.   Mom will fill me in on the festivities. 
Alan and I just saw two films we really liked:  EDWARD SCISSORHANDS and THE GRIFTERS.   I liked when Wynona Ryder said, “HOLD ME” to Edward Scissorhands and Edward replied, “I CAN’T”.   That was funny.  He knew he would hurt her if he did.  Interesting line, as one doesn’t necessarily need Scissorhands to hurt another.
I really liked THE GRIFTERS.  Annette Bening stars in the film and she is my age (or a year older, born in 1958).   She attended the AMERICAN CONSERVATORY THEATER in San Francisco in 1984 while I was there taking a course.   That would’ve been cool if we had crossed paths and became friends.  Who knows?  Perhaps we crossed paths in the hallway or via a stairwell and never knew our shoulders had brushed upon one another.   Such is life.

After the film, THE GRIFTERS, I found myself using that term now and again: “grifter”.   There are a lot of “grifters” out there.  It’s amazing.  One has to really screen people out.  One may think one knows another…but it takes a long time to build trust and really know one another.   I can always count on MOM, at least.Watch out for all of 'the grifters' out there!
“Well, who’s a boy gonna talk to if not his mother?”--Roy Dillon, played by actor, John Cusak In the 1990 film, THE GRIFTERS

We All Make Choices

One night he (Kumar) took her (Nuraeni) with a group of friends to see a play at the village theater. They would never forget that evening, because it was the first time they touched.  In the dark, sat on a plank bench, they held hands.  Not squeezing, just holding and that was enough to make them sizzle as if a fire had been lit in their bellies. –MAN TIGER by Eka Kurniawan
I received a wonderful letter from Marin County.   It was from Julie Waller, a girl I met in high-school.  I was always quite taken with her.  She arrived as a Vietnamese refugee and she always wore these sexy white satin pants.   We remained good friends but once high-school was over we lost much of our connection, so this letter was a great treat for the reconnect after she had received my last letter.   Julie wrote:
11-28-90Dear Michael,I got your letter several weeks ago.  I thought, now is the time to reply.  I’m glad you’re doing well.  It really sounds exciting.  You’re taking classes that are leaning toward your goals (even if you decided to do something else).  I still think it’d be great for self-knowledge.I’m curious to see what you’re little nest is like.  No doubt it’s the cutest bachelor pad in town.  I can’t wait to visit.How as your Thanksgiving?   Mine was quiet.  I worked that morning and went to a friends’ house for turkey.   Did I tell you my mom is now living in Hijona, Spain and my brother lives in San Diego?  At least I have plenty of places to visit.  I’m so glad to hear your doing well.What about having a girlfriend?  I’m sure girls are lining in front of your door, waiting to get in.  I guess it’s just a matter of letting them in.Do you remember when Bonnie, Sue and I used to chase each other in your house and you liked my tight white pants?  Gosh!  Those pants were disgusting.  If I only knew how I looked I’d probably jump off of the bridge.  How ugly!  Hey, how do you like my cool stationary?Keep up with those classes…got to go.Love, JuliePhoto: Carol Lynley, Actress My mind drifted to the girls lining up at my door.   Where are they?  I guess there could be more.  My mind shifted to age thirteen.  I was in 8th grade and I took Marjorie Darrow (one of the most beautiful girls in my class at that time) to the movies on a Saturday afternoon.   I wanted to kiss her in the dark.  My palms were sweaty.  I had to pick the most romantic movie to see, too:  THE POSEIDON ADVENTURE.  
The one actress, Carol Lynley, who was in the movie sticks in my mind (she even resembled Marjorie a bit).   That one scene where they are trying to shove the very overweight Shelley Winters through a small crevice to get out of the ship also sticks in my mind...    At one point I did hold Marjorie’s hand.  I wanted to kiss her and do more.   I was just so nervous and so inexperienced.   I guess all boys (and girls) go through this phase at one point or another.   I believe the simple holding of one another’s hand was enough to give us the thrill we both needed at this point.
And…then the postcard I received a couple of days later from Dorothy had a cool image on it but it made me want to take a nap.   Dorothy clearly takes that song that we both love ‘to heart’:   WALK ON THE WILD SIDE by Lou Reed. 11-30-90Dear Michael,It’s one of those times when I have a strong need to write you.  Don’t ask me why.  There are so many reasons that I can’t get into…I’m glad I went through a period of awakening when I finally freed myself from the SMART Yellow Pages Resource Center last year…but with the reawakening has come feelings of discontent and lack of tolerance for many things.  I used to accept most days (like today) when I feel like screaming.  I will no longer walk this path!

It makes me think of the comment you made about PALOMA in France:  “The life she’s living doesn’t seem the right one for her.”

Whenever I begin to think it makes it easier for me to climb into a cubicle POD with the rest of the POD people around here.  I managed to come to my senses and admit there’s no way in hell I’m going to allow anyone or anything to rob me of my WILD SIDE.On the bright side, I’m fortunate to have a few friends who walk along the same WILD SIDE and a very special person in my life that allows me to go off the deep end once in a while (hopefully, without making any judgments).  I don’t keep a journal so that makes you that much more special to me.   Thank you. Can you believe it?  It’s almost a year and I’m still at PTBS-Pac Tel Business Services.  The politics get thicker each day and the Supervisor of Collections (Jan) has been horrible…Love, Dorothy
And Paloma sent a BALARUC LES BAINS postcard a day later.   Did she know she was being spoken about?   She can be quite clairvoyant at times when I’m thinking or speaking of her or of other matters that we both discuss from our different continents.   She included a yellow stick-it note:  “You’ve probably already got this card and it’s not very original but I didn’t have an envelope big enough for the other cards I have for you…next time.”     This made me laugh.  More of what Paloma wrote:…it was nice to see some of my friends there.   I want to see PRETTY WOMAN at the movies.   Meanwhile, Jonathan is also going to do things with my parents (fun things for him).  We always celebrate Christmas twice since my parents are divorced.   First, it’s with my dad and then after that we’re going to see Alexandre’s family for NEW YEAR’S EVE.    They don’t really care for Christmas.  I really enjoy being with my family for that occasion.What are you planning to do?   I’m sure you’re going to San Francisco, right?   That must be really fun with your nieces.   Tell me.  I have to stop now.  MERRY CHRISTMAS!Love You, Paloma
And so…that Christmas Feeling has begun.   Another couple of days later I received two Christmas cards (one from my Alameda bike partner, Birda and one from the United Flight Attendant, Steven Antol).  Both cards had different depictions of SANTA CLAUS.  
Birda wrote:12-3-90Michael,It’s that time again.  I went out and bought MY Christmas present today.   Yep, I’m remodeling my bike.   New gears, derailleurs (front and rear), shift levers and chain.  I get it back on Friday.   Now all I want for Christmas is a sunny day with a good wind and my bike buddy.   So what do you say?   Wanna race?  It has to be before the 28th cuz I’m going to Vancouver for New Year’s and Christmas.   I won’t be back until the 2nd of 1991 and by then you’ll be back to school.   So…come up for Christmas vacation, ok?  Con on…say yes, please.There is one other choice (February).  I’m going to be in L.A. visiting Jan Brown.  You’ll be out of school by then.  Let me know what’s best…but fair warning…it won’t be long before I get my Christmas ride.  So you should start working out when you have time.  Ha-ha.  I mean, HO HO HO, Merry Christmas.  Love, Birda.P.S.  If I don’t see you before…have a naughty New Year.
And Steven wrote in response to my yearning to have a small Christmas Party.   I ended up not having the Christmas Party.  There’s no time and it takes so much work.  We all make choices.  I have more important things on my list.   Steven wrote a few words (and to think he was in L.A. and we didn’t even meet for an afternoon tea).   It’s just as well.  We all make choices.  It tells a lot.
Dear Michael,Thanks for the invitation.  I won’t be in Los Angeles on that day.  Have a great party (maybe the next time!).I hope that you are doing well.  I just dropped in town (LAX) to see my friend, Mark, on Sunset Boulevard.  I went to an opening.  It was great.  We spent a day in Las Vegas at THE MIRAGE and also had a great time.  I hope to see you sometime soon.Have a wonderful Holiday.  Love, Steven
“Everybody has free will.  Everybody has to make choices—choices they must live with, sometimes die with.   There are many struggles in life.  Everything in life is a struggle, and the greatest one of all is holding that commitment to keep struggling no matter what.  Cause when you lose that one, you can easily lose it all.”--Colin Channer, WAITING IN VAIN, a novel

Our Modus Operandi (M.O.)

Harmful mental states always tend to distance us a little more from that feeling of harmony with one’s self.--Matthieu Ricard, ALTRUISM
My mental state seemed exhausted at times between work and Graphic Arts school; however, Alan often kept me in-check.  He would call often.  He would even surprise me with a postcard now and again.
Alan was in Washington DC.   He sent me a postcard from Mount Vernon.  He wrote:
November 1990Definitely!  Amazing lights; great restaurants, cool weather.   Let’s come here in March or April 1991.   All is well I here—I miss you so much.  There’s so much history here, so many great quotes.  You must see it.   Love, Alan
The other postcard was of the Lincoln Memorial.  Alan wrote:
THINK PARIS and Washington is close to it…but one thing is missing:  MICHAEL.The Lincoln Memorial is an enlightening/emotional site.  The weather is great here, food is good, and sites are extraordinary.  Happy Thanksgiving.Love, Alan
And soon enough we were both in New York City after his DC trip.    We bought pretzels on Fifth Avenue.  I still can’t get over the many people you see in one day in New York City.  It’s fascinating.

Alan explored Central Park.  It’s one of my favorite places.  It’s like feeling ‘country life’ within a big city.  There are so many International tourists about and it’s an ideal escape to see the diversity of peoples. It was November 20th and it was our 1-year Anniversary.   I’m glad we were in Central Park to take each other’s photo on this day.
We also explored the Museum of Modern Art.   There are so many museums to explore in NYC.   One needs to make multiple visits to cover it all.   And when one makes the return visit there are always new exhibits to see at these museums.   I think I love the GIFT SHOPS most; however, it’s fun to see the many people, too.“We have to go back to the park,” I advised Alan.I can never get enough of Central Park.  I want to have picnics there all of the time.  I want to sit on a park bench and simply read a book or magazine.  I want to photograph random people.
Alan gave me two special ANNIVERSARY cards today.  I love them both.   One is of a guy on a bike and the other is of a guy in a bathtub with his rubber ducky.  Ha-ha.  Alan wrote on the ‘guy on a bike’ postcard:
MICHAEL,I found this card in BOSTON and couldn’t stop ‘thinking of you’.  Let’s ride our bikes to Redondo Beach ASAP.  We need exercise and less food.   We’ll feel better. Love, Alan
On the ‘rubber ducky in the bathtub card’ Alan wrote:This is what I imagined you were with on Saturday night/day.  I have good imagination.  Is this what you’d imagined, too?   Now…what exactly did you do by the pool and with the helmet?   MSFT is $92.   INTEL is $62.  IBM is $103.  BBN is $34.I Love You, Alan
November 22nd… Our New York City excursions continued.   We explored the METROPOLITAN MUSEUM OF ART.   What a massive place.   One could spend a week analyzing the many sculptures, rooms, paintings, etc. 
It was a little chilly but our jackets kept us warm. 
Alan photographed me filling out a form at the MET.
I found a townhouse not far from Central Park in the Upper East Side vicinity.   I had Alan choose his ideal future townhouse and photographed him seated in front of the porch.  
“Someday we might have a townhouse like that,” I said.Alan said, “Yeah, right…maybe!” I couldn’t let his ideal place go by without my picking my own, so I found a Fifth Avenue address and Alan photographed me in front of that building.  
“I want to live in New York City!”  I exclaimed.
November 23rd…
I took a photo of Alan by a horse near the PLAZA HOTEL.
There is so much to do.   We explored the PLAZA HOTEL.   We were inside the PLAZA and Alan stood next to a bride.  I couldn’t resist NOT shooting a photo of that either.

We explored ROCKEFELLER CENTER.   There are so many photo opportunities here.

I found another place with pillars at the entrance and said, “No wait, this should be our place.  I choose this one.” And so, Alan took a photo of me next to the pillars.   That was solid.

Alan and I took a subway downtown and took the ferry to the Statue of Liberty.   There was a beautiful sunset afterward.  I’m glad I captured it.
We experience so much in a small amount of time.   That seems to be our MO (Modus Operandi).
Authentic self-confidence is born from a feeling of balance with oneself, based on a peaceful strength that is not threatened by external circumstances or inner fears, a freedom beyond fascination with image and fear of losing it.--Matthieu Ricard, ALTRUISM

MYOB: Mind Your Own Business

It started to dawn on me, I suppose, that a lot of things I’d always assumed I’d plenty of time to get round to doing, I might now have to act on pretty soon or else let them go forever.--Kazuo Ishiguro, NEVER LET ME GO
November 13, 1990, Napa Valley
Alan and I explored a few wineries.  It was fun.  We got tipsy from the alcohol.   Isn’t that is what one is supposed to do in Wine Country?   The only thing is one has to be careful on the roads as the law enforcement is often on-the-lookout.  

On our departure from AUBERGE DU SOLEIL I took another photo of Alan on the balcony.   The backdrop view was something to remember.   We love Napa Valley.   It’s our kind of place.  The Bay Area excursion was over and it was back to reality:  Graphic Arts classes and Account Managerial duties for Yellow Page ads…not the most exciting times; however, I do love some of my creative output.  I am now working on a SPEED RACER themed cereal box.  
I returned home after Graphic Arts class to a handwritten letter from Birda.  That’s always a treat.  I wish we could go bike riding again.  Birda wrote:
Birda Briggs1224 Park Ave, BAlameda, CA 94501November 10, 1990
Michael,I couldn’t have received your letter at a better time.  LIFE seems to have reached a down moment.  Hearing from you put it back it is place and made me smile again.Bart made me laugh.  I went to work on Friday (I got your letter on wines) and there was a stack of the same Bart Simpson comic.
Work…Five days a week.   I wake up at 4:20AM, start at 6AM.   I’m home anywhere between 5PM and 9PM.  I eat, sleep and work.   And I LIKE IT!
Weekends (ugh)…same gross domestic chores.  I ride thirty to fifty miles and sleep.
It sounds like we’re leading the same life.   There’s no time for FUN.
It’s funny you mentioned ART.  I am not taking classes but I’ve started your Christmas present about three weeks ago.  I hope you don’t laugh.   It has been a very long time since I’ve even sat down at my drawing table.   It’s like your birthday present was the last time I even tried drawing.   I don’t think it will ever be worth $11,000 but you never know.
So…are you coming up for THANKSGIVING or what?  The weather has been in the 70’s and the wind has changed its direction again, so it should cool down soon.   It’s perfect riding weather (hint-hint).  I have two bikes now.  They’re not the best but they work.   Bring your SONY Walkman.I’ve done something good and something bad.   The good is that I lost thirty pounds.   The bad is I started smoking again.   After I quit last time I gained X amount of weight.   I need only about ten more pounds and I will be back to normal again.   It scared me.  Now all I have to do is quit smoking again.
So…why are you NOT leaning towards the idea of LAURIE or VIOLET?  Are you saving yourself for me…or what?   Long-distance affairs are hard to keep, you know.   Sometimes it’s easier being single but I am learning it’s too hard making rent alone.  I am thinking of moving-in with a roommate or two.  I need a new car, etc.   For now I am hanging alone for as long as possible.   I have six more years of child support and then I’ll be okay.  I will be forty-one.  Oh…let’s change the subject!So…when I get my new car and I come down there will you show me your private spot in Malibu?   Maybe in the Springtime…that way ART school will be over and you can show me your portfolio.Everything here is the same.  It’s kind of boring.  No dirt to dish out…I just keep-on-trucking.  It’s like any job.  It has its ups and downs.   Right now I feel like I’ve been beaten with a baseball bat (bruises and everything).  All in all…I LOVE my job.
I guess I’ve rattled-on long enough.  Write when you have time.  I’ll do the same.Love, BirdaP.S.  It is a very small world.
And of course, Dorothy Rua, wrote me too on a miraculous card that reminded me of me in artist painting mode around a country setting:
11-15-90Hi Michael,You…a tour guide through the Napa Valley.   What a FUN weekend!   Unexpected trips are the BEST, aren’t they?   And that was super of Alan to invite you!
Glad you had some time to respond to my words.  I was hoping they were reaching you.  I definitely was in a “mood” during my last writing, and yes, I handled it and it has passed.   Thanks.   Thanks for being there when I need to share.  I received your letter will all of your updated news.  I was glad to know (aside from the remaining terribly busy) that all is well with you.   I also enjoyed the article on the ART EXHIBIT in Tennessee that you included with your last card.   How could you know this past week I purchased two cards by RENOIR?   They make me feel good.   A lady at work saw my card today.   I found a wonderful book on the works by the Impressionists sitting on my desk!  I get to borrow it for a few days.
Previously, I mentioned I was going to see WHITE PALACE (the movie) with my friend, Rosemarie.   Well, we watched the movie, then went to MARGARITAVILLE (you know the one) and caught up on all the latest dirt about each other—it was great FUN!   While discussing things I told Rose I had a confession.
“WHITE PALACE” made me realize why I don’t get out to the current movies often enough (otherwise I wouldn’t have gotten “HOT” during some of those scenes)!   I knew my comment wouldn’t surprise Rose but we both had a good laugh when she made the same confession.Last Friday, the Director of Pac Tel Business Services took all of us out to lunch and gave us the afternoon off.   Ellen and I browsed around the nearby shops for a while.   We ended up at EL TORITO for a drink.  I ran into the Director Larry, Manager Mike, James and Ernie.  We had a good time and maybe one beer too many (switched to water).   Thank goodness I know enough to watch myself in front of “the bosses”.  Poor James did not.  It shed new light for himself.  Nevertheless, a good time was had by all.   Yes, I was a good girl.   I checked-out at home.
With the weather getting cold and the disappearing early I am not walking…which is frustrating.   I have access to an exercise room with nautilus equipment and I hesitated to use it because I didn’t want to miss anything about Pac Tel Business Services.   I now wish I had changed my mind because the alternative is gaining weight.  Ugh!  I hope using the equipment works.You must be looking forward to seeing your family for the holidays I miss mine in Guam (even Catherine is there right now).  Stay in touch.  I miss you…Love, DorothyP.S. Guess who I thought of when I saw this picture?
And finally…a typewritten letter from Chad Mark Glen:
17 November 1990Dear Michael:Thanks for the letter and cards.   The picture with the hot body on it was nice.  Feel free to pass any more like that my way.  Can you tell I don’t get out much?  I hope you’re surviving your hectic schedule.
My ears pricked up with anticipation when I read that you may even return to the BAY AREA.   The story about Sherri’s real mother was like something out of the TWILIGHT ZONE.  I’m sure Sherri’s pleased to know who her real mother is and the situation surrounding her adoption. Photo:  Alan N Freiman
Okay, this may sound like a stupid question but you mentioned going for a walk to Santa Monica Blvd. with Alan.   Should I know who Alan is?  Have you told me and I’m just losing it, or what?  If these questions are too probing, just tell me to “MYOB” (Mind Your Own Business).
Thanks again for writing.  Your letters are always the bright party of any day.  I just wish that by reading your writing I could somehow have better handwriting.  I like the way you write.  Lucky for you, I have a computer so that you don’t have to struggle with trying to figure out what I’m writing.I look forward to receiving your next correspondence.  I send with this letter warm thought and positive karma.  Sorry, I was in Berkeley recently.   Take care.Love, CHAD
November 18, 1990Alan and I will leave for New York City tomorrow.  I am overly excited.   I cannot believe we met one year ago on November 20, 1989.  Time does fly (when you're having fun).   Our one-year anniversary will be spent in New York City.   I specifically want to walk in and around all of Central Park.  I love it there.
I must admit that I feel slightly uncomfortable when the images brush against me (especially if I happen to be thinking about something else), but I shall overcome that, too; and the very fact that I can think of other things indicates that my LIFE has become quite normal again.--Adolfo Bioy Casares,
THE INVENTION OF MOREL

'In My Turf'

He wants to enjoy the uncomplicated relaxed happy mood which is nearly always produced by a workout at the gym.  It is so good to feel the body’s satisfaction and gratitude; no matter how much it may protest, it likes being forced to perform these tasks.--Christopher Isherwood, A SINGLE MAN Paloma sent me a bouquet of flowers in the form of a card:
6 Novembre 1990
Dear Michael,Sorry I haven’t been writing much lately but we—again—have a lot of people at the Residence Club.  I also started working out again.  It is hard when you’ve stopped for a long time.  It’s just like starting all over again.   Every time I see SANTA BARBARA or some other soap-opera or TV show I think about you.  I could picture you in one of those shows.  I wonder how the guys playing in those movies get their parts.  Is there an Actors Studio in L.A.? She also sent me another one of those postcards of the French knives.  Is it a sign that she wants to stab me for some reason?
…Here is a card from LAGUIOLES.  That’s the place where Alexandre’s sister lives.   We went there last year and also this year.  Remember I told you about these knives that are very famous?   I don’t remember if I sent you a card from Benidorm (in the East side of SPAIN).   We just stayed there for two days because that was right after the beginning of the war.   When we were in Madrid (right before Benidorm), Alexandre’s father called us to tell us that there was no sugar left in the stores…that people were fighting in the stores.
November 11, 1990 Meanwhile, Alan and I were on our escape to the San Francisco-Bay Area.   We went to see my mother in Alameda, of course.   I was 'in my turf’, so wanted to show Alan a good time.   After Alameda we went to Sausalito and we took a pleasant ride on the ferry.  
It was a beautiful day.   Alan took a photo of me on the boat wearing that T-shirt that had a cool image by that artist, Mark Kostabi.  

After the ferry ride I took Alan to a cool joint in Sausalito simply known as “HAMBURGERS”.   They make such good burgers there.   I snapped a photo of Alan there.   It was hard to read him.  I couldn’t tell if he liked the area or not.  He seemed quiet as he evaluated it all…or maybe he was just ‘taking it all in’. 
We drove to Napa Valley and checked-in to the AUBERGE DU SOLEIL.   Alan had done some research and understood this to be one of the BEST places to stay.   We had a beautiful room.   I liked when we walked in to our room and soft music was playing.
November 12, 1990
Alan took a photo of me in my “underpants”.   I laugh at this fact because Alan calls them “underpants”.
“Why do you say ‘underpants’?”  I asked.“Because that’s what they are.”“No, they’re underwear…but you can say underpants if you want.”
Why leave?   The hotel was hidden and pleasant, so we got dressed and ate dinner there.  I took a photo of Alan on one of the chairs in our room.  I loved his olive green sport coat that he was wearing.
We had more time in Napa Valley, so we planned to explore a few wineries and get a better feel for the area over the next couple of days.   It’s a beautiful place whether one is wearing underpants or not.
He was my secret conduit to myself—like a catalyst that allows us to become who we are, the foreign body, the pacer, the graft, the patch that sends all the right impulses, the steel pin that keeps a soldier’s bone together, the other man’s heart that makes us more us than we were before the transplant.
--CALL ME BY YOUR NAME, Andre Aciman

VERY LONELY

As a man of experience he knew that nothing prevented a good fall better than firm and reasoned reflection. –Colin Channer, WAITING IN VAIN, a novel
Alan and I ventured over from Santa Monica to West Hollywood to observe the Halloween Parade.   We didn’t dress-up…there’s too much to see.   We couldn't allow a mere mask to prevent us from seeing an unusual sight.  It was fun.  We simply walked the streets and laughed. Everyone was so friendly.“I don’t think I could ever dress in drag,” I said, “but maybe one day…I’d have to shave my legs.”Alan said, “You better not!”I laughed.

It seems Chad was thinking of me on Halloween because he sent an unusual postcard to me.  He asked several questions which led me to believe he is eager for a new card/letter response from me.  He wrote on a postcard of a woman who was situated in a corner:  lost, afraid, wondering: 10/31/90Dear Michael:How is school going?  How’s the latest job?   What did you do for Halloween?   Was there any time left for painting?Any exceptional pics from your trip you’d like to share?   Enjoying my questions?I am now job hunting…single, poor, etc.   I am happy and growing (personally).  I wish I had some earth shattering news but I don’t.  Be happy and healthy.Love, Chad
I also received a funny postcard from Dorothy Rua, depicting a photograph of a couple in England who seem to have lost their interest in one another.    Dorothy wrote:
11-1-90Michael,I’m looking forward to Friday evening.   My friend, Rosemarie, and I are going to take in a movie and enjoy a drink (or two) afterward.   She’s great fun and enjoys ‘Walking the Wildside’ too.She said, “I want to go to the PALACE.”I don’t know anything about it.  If it’s good, I’m game.  I haven’t seen DARKMAN or GOOD FELLAS yet.  I will let you know when I do.   I still want to see PRESUMED INNOCENT, too.
Yesterday was Halloween and it turned out to be a bit more fun than I expected.  Maybe because it’s the first time I ever dressed in costume for the occasion.   The job I do at Pac Tel Business Services is mundane but the people I work with are fun.   They went ‘all out’ for Halloween.   The costumes and jokes were great.
I knew writing you would make me feel better…and I do!   I appreciate you being there.About this card…it hit me when I saw it.  How sad that there’s so much about life that can bring a smile and happiness; though you may have to make different choices in life…
And the most fun card/letter in my mailbox this week was from Alan who was away on business in Seattle, looking after some apartment building.  He made up for that last card that was so bad.   This time he found a cool 1986 image sketch of a sexy guy who was pulling off his t-shirt that was artistically done by Nick Backes.  Alan wrote:
Nov. 2, 1990Michael,I just arrived and expected to see you on the couch looking like the photo on this card but you weren’t. 
Seattle was a good trip but our trip to the Napa Valley will be better.   I think I’m having a ‘you’re in school’ crisis (meaning I miss you).  Believe it or not those hours are tough on me.  I’m feeling VERY LONELY.  I’ll get over it.  
As usual I heard PHANTOM songs (Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again) in Seattle and was faithful to you and me.  See you in Napa to celebrate “1” Year.Love Alan.
PS- Your present of “1” year with me is that: 1.        I think you look exactly like the guy on this cardAND2.       I think I look exactly like him, too (5 months and 10 pounds lighter).  What a duo!

I wrote Paloma a typewritten letter to update her on the latest happenings and included a cool portraiture photo of my niece, Holly.  I wrote:
November 3, 1990

Dear Paloma:
Yes, I do still exist.  It's a tough schedule and I can't wait for it to be over.  I wake up at 7:30AM and then I work from 8:30am to 5pm and start my Graphic Art classes at 6pm until 10:30pm.  I arrive home at about 11pm.  The classes end in February.  I love the classes and I'm creating some pretty nifty things.  Typesetting and Typography was a tad bit of a mind-boggler but it's much better now  How are things with you?   I appreciate you taking the time to write me now and again.  I just want to make it clear that I haven't had an easy schedule.  It's Saturday 12:10PM right now and I should be out bicycling but it's been a little cold lately.  I have other letters to write along with gross domestic chores like washing dishes, laundry, bathroom cleaning, etc (ugh).

Those art shows I've been going to are paying off.  By putting my name on a few mailing lists a lot of cards and invites are being sent to me.  Tonight there's an Opening Reception at the ACME CAFE in Santa Monica where an artist will display his sketches and paintings.  I saw a KOSTABI painting (have you seen any of his work?) and I really wanted it but was selling for $11,000.  Yikes!   Perhaps my paintings will be worth something one day (don't laugh, you never know).  Anyway, I'll probably attend that reception tonight with Alan (Laurie or Violet) or just by myself if none of them can go. Laurie and Violet are just friends but I think they'd be more if I leaned toward the idea.

Work has ups and downs.   Sometimes I think it's okay and toher times I want to walk off of the job right then and there.   I am still an ACCOUNT MANAGER at Inter/Media Advertising Agency in case you were wondering.  I know for the months of July and August I was switching jobs quite a bit.  I'm still sort of looking for other jobs in ADWEEK Magazine.  What I'd really like is something Graphic Arts-related but it's hard right now because I don't have a completed portfolio yet.  We get our portfolios after we graduate from school in February 1991. 
Photo: Holly Armijo, June 1990, Malibu, CA 

My social scene seems to be at a blockage point between work and school because by the time the weekends come I just want to sleep.  Last Saturday I laid out on the private spot in Malibu that I learned about.  It was so relaxing.  I may do that again.  It's been a little cold lately though so I don't know if it's such a good idea today.  Is it getting cold there?

Oh well, I'll rummage through some of this messy table here and perhaps include a few more cards and pictures for you.  While I may not write as regularly my thoughts are with you and I'll try and write again soon.  Have a great rest of the week! 
Always,
Love, Michael
PS-Keep me posted with your latest goings on.
And...when are you coming to visit?
And...c'mon...dish me a lot of dirt that you're dying to tell me!

PS#2-Oh, Wow, I almost forgot.  Guess what!  My sister in law Sherri was adopted and she decided to look for her real mother.  I got a phone call from my mother two days ago while at work.
Mom said, "MICHAEL!  Sherri found her mother and YOU know her!"
When she said that I knew exactly who it was!  Is it a small world OR WHAT?  
About eight years ago I was in the hospital for a broken arm, etc (long story) and I met her mother there along with her two daughters.  I gave the 8 year old (who is now 19) a necklace that I'd made and she (Pam) remembered me!  The 19 year old recognized me in a photo that Sherri was showing her natural mother (Jeri).  I always had a thought that maybe Sherri was related to them somehow but I just shunned the illogical thought out of my mind.  It turns out Sherri's mother (Jeri) put her up for adoption because she was conceived out of a "so-called friendship rape" ordeal and the timing was very OFF for another child.  Amazing, huh?

In addition to the Napa Valley escape that Alan and I have planned I am so excited about the East Coast escape.   Alan is planning a trip for us to New York City.   Given that Alan is a “New Yorker” it will be nice to experience the city through his eyes.   I was there once—back in 1986 (with Ron Leoni).   This trip will be much better.  I can already sense that fact.    
One good thing about Napa Valley is that you can look up to see the stars sparkle at night…and hopefully, a full moon, too.
“Where did the word MOON come from?”“That was derived from the entirely different word, JUNE.   I suppose the word derived from the fact that the MOON is especially visible during the sixth month of the year.   That’s all.”--Calder Willingham, END AS A MAN

The Most Wanted List

I try NOT to make a nuisance of myself, but I've figured out how to get my voice heard when I have to.  And when things go badly, of course, I'm upset, but at least I can feel I've done all I could and keep things in perspective.-Kazuo Ishiguro, NEVER LET ME GO
After some ongoing research I’ve concluded that TOYOTA cars have the least required maintenance.  I have about ‘had it’ with having to deal with new tires, a new fuel pump, a new radiator, etc. with my convertible Mustang.   Alan accompanied me to the MARINA DEL REY TOYOTA dealership and I purchased a new white 1990 Celica.  
I’ve named my new car CASPER after a cartoon I loved since I was a child (the Friendly Ghost).   I love the smoothness of the ride.  I kept my ARMIJO5 California License plates.  How could I let those go?   The ‘new car smell’ is welcoming.  
I received a card from Barbara Reynolds.  It depicted the trunks of two large trees.  The image was a double paysage done in 1928 by Joseph Sima.   It seems Barbara's mom is now 83 years old and will be going to a Senior Housing Center.  Barbara wrote:
26 OCT 90Thanks for the lengthy letter.  I am throwing stuff out now.My mother is finally moving out of that 27 foot trailer.   She’s moving into a brand new Senior Housing just around the corner from her current abode.  Yes, I’m helping…getting boxes takes time.   I’m so happy about this.  She will be 83 years on November 15th. Hope you are well, Michael.With Love, Barbara A few days later I found a typewritten letter from good old, Reed Campbell.   He received that Black and White photo card of me in Amboise, France.  Reed wrote:
10-29-1990Dear Michael:Just a few lines to say “HI” and to thank you for your picture card…   I had left it out on the table and my 17-year old daughter, Robin, saw it and went, “WOW, Who’s the cutie?”

I had to explain you were a co-worker and a friend.  She then proceeded to show your photo to a number of her girlfriends and you are on THE MOST WANTED LIST. 

So…when you come back to S.F. and are suddenly attacked by a multitude of teenagers you will know what is going on.  I envy you.  Ha-ha.   Sorry but I couldn’t live up to it anyhow.  
To fill you in on what’s going on I am in the final stages of recovery from a major surgery (gall bladder).  I’ve had a number of attacks (stomach wise) and the doctor said it had to go.   So while I was in good health it went.  I’m fine now and start to work for the Christmas season at MACYS on the 16th of November.   I will work four days a week but I did have fun doing it last year so I think it will be OK this time also.  
I stopped by the Tel Sales Office and saw Glenda and Janice who both send their regards, of course.  I took some banana bread which they seemed to enjoy (except Janice cannot eat nuts; maybe she enjoys them some other way???).   They are well and seem to like work.   Glenda says, “The money is great.”Janice sort of shrugged, so I don’t think she is doing too well.    She would have to actually work and she doesn’t like that.  (Catty)  Who me?
I have dropped in to see Vivian Adams and the ACO group on occasion but nothing seems to have changed.  Joanne Early is still there and unless you are very dark-skinned you haven’t got a chance of getting ahead.  I am glad you are out of that mad house.
I do hope my spelling is not too bad.  I haven’t typed in months and it shows. 
On our visit to Minnesota I discovered my brother-in-law is going to be in West Hollywood over the Halloween week and I almost gave him your address to give you a call.  He and Mitch are a pair and he was looking forward to his time in “Boy Land” as West Hollywood is called (?).   But I didn’t do it, so you are safe for the current time. 
Your ART class sounds wonderful and will be looking forward to your first solo exhibit.  You really should get into ACTING or MODELING or both.  Your looks and build would be a great asset.  I only wish I still had some connections in the business and could help in some way.   All the big shots (shits) I knew are dead or out of the business.  Well, I guess I will close for now.  I hope this letter makes sense after a couple of martinis.  I hope you make it back to the Bay Area soon.   If you do, please give me a call and maybe we can have a quick drink or lunch.Lots of the Best,Reed“Happy Halloween”
I had to laugh at the “Boy Land” comment.  I suppose it is very true though.   I have often heard the area termed as “Boys Town”.   That’s West Hollywood for you.   And here I drive the area in my new white “CASPER” wheels.

I feel a need to read more; however, the Graphic Art classes are weighing-in on my load.   I still want to find a good book.   There are so many good stories out there.
"Everybody should read something.  Otherwise we all fall down in to the pit of ignorance.  Many are down there.   Some people fall in it forever.   Their lives mean nothing.  They should not exist."--Charles Baxter, There's Something I Want You To DoChapter:  CHARITY

Here And There

Perhaps we were friends first and lovers second.  But then perhaps this is what lovers are.--CALL ME BY YOUR NAME By Andre Aciman
Wow…Birda is trucking all over the country.   She sent me the coolest durable quality hardwood postcard during a vacation break.  I had never seen such a “wood” card.  It’s from Brookings, Oregon (somewhere I’ve never heard of).  She’s always going ‘here and there’.  Birda wrote: 10-19-90Michael,I can’t believe I’m finally having a real vacation.  I went to OREGON to visit my sister.No alarm clocks…but I can’t get used to sleeping-in.  The only thing I really miss is my bike. I hope all is well.   Write again soon.Loved your picture.Love, Birda
I also received a card from the Japanese Tea Garden at Golden Gate Park in San Francisco from Dusty Nipper.  I have never visited these gardens.  It was nice to hear from her.   She doesn’t write very often.  I was in envy over her upcoming concert. 

10-18-90Dear Michael,Have you ever been to the JAPANESE GARDENS in Golden Gate Park?    I think I may have seen it but I never actually walked through it.  You missed a WHOPPER of a Birthday Party.   Everyone had a wonderful time!Last Saturday I went to the Scottish Highland Games.  It was a lot of fun and I bought two shirts.
Tomorrow I am going to see BILLY IDOL in-concert!   I’m really excited about it.I, too, have a new job!   I am working at HOLIDAY VIDEO.   The money is no good but some money is better than none.   Maybe we can “hook up” when you come up!Thinking of You, Dusty
Alan and I met on November 20th, 1989, so when the 20th of ANY MONTH comes along we refer to it as our anniversary DAY.   He mailed me a postcard dated October 20thand I gave him a hard time about it.   The photo card depicted President and Mrs. George Bush.   On January 20th, 1989 George Bush took his Oath of Office and became the 41st President of the United States.   I wasn’t so thrilled with the card.  I said, “You have to make-up for THAT card!”Alan wrote:
10-20-90Michael,It was eleven months ago today.   There’s one more month to go.  Think MICKEY’s.George and Barbara look happy.   We saw their home.   What a house and a view.  I want it.Love, The Bushes
October 21, 1990On this special weekend we flew to San Francisco.   Alan and I stopped at my mom’s house and we stayed at a hotel in San Francisco.   I showed him around Alameda (my hometown).   I loved sitting out on the green on Harbor Bay Isle, looking at THE CITY views with him.   That was relaxing to just sit there on the green public lawn.


I drove in to San Francisco.   Alan kept saying, “This is your area, you drive.” “Oh great,” I said, “You know it’s changed since I’ve been here.   It’s almost a year since I left.”

We stumbled on a Fashion Show at MACY’s.   That was cool to see.  I photographed one of the models.  I wished I could have been dressed-up, walking with (or after) her.   Oh well…it was fun to watch.Alan said, “I could never drive here with these crazy hills.”I laughed, “I’m sure you could do it.” “No way.”


I took him to Union Street and we walked around there.   We also walked around Union Square.   Alan took a few pictures of me ‘here and there’.The next day I took him to Ocean Beach where I took some photos of him ‘here and there’.   Of course he took one of me there also.We ventured over to the HELL’S KITCHEN vicinity.  I called it HAIGHT –ASHBURY.Alan said, “You know, there’s a HELL’S KITCHEN area in New York City, too.”
“Really?”“Yep.”We walked by an East African Restaurant, “I wonder what the food is like in there.”
We never did try the place.We found another local park and Alan photographed me ‘in deep thought’.   The question is:   ‘what was I thinking’?


“The next time we come to the Bay Area we have to visit Wine Country,” I remarked.Alan was all for it, “Okay, how about next month?”I smiled.  He doesn’t like to waste any time.  I like that about him.   Why wait?
“You must feel at times that everyone has something to say and no one knows how to say it.”--BEL CANTO, a novel by Ann Patchett