What A Nice Fellow

"Often I felt like there was some other, more authentic me locked away somewhere waiting to come out."-Margaret HawkinsHOW WE GOT BARB BACK
Twenty-five years ago today
January 30, 1987Friday
I rescheduled my appointment with the Max Cline Law Offices Vice-President, Steve Flanders to next Tuesday.
When I called to reschedule he made an unusually kind statement.
Steve said, "I had just been talking about what a nice fellow you were."
"Oh, you were?""Yes, where do you live?"
"I live in Alameda.""How about that…I live in Albany. I recently visited Costa Rica on vacation and I'm helping someone come to the states.""That's interesting," I paused. I didn't really know what else to say.
Steve continued, "I was going to invite you to something."
"Well, that sounds good to me," I replied.
I thought, "Geez, I'm making a lot of connections here at Pac Bell Directory."
Steve never did make it clear as to the invitation. I guess I shall wait to see.

I ended up napping after work.
I telephoned Mark Landreth but he wasn't home.
Frank Evans called me but I didn't drive out to Palo Alto to see him. I contemplated going to THE VORTEX but didn't feel like driving tonight.
I wrote out a couple of greeting cards to Eileen. Then I simply went to bed. Yawn.

Night after night I ever keep for her the half of my quilt in expectation of her spirit coming back to me…-Bette Bao Lord
SPRING MOON