Two late nights in a row at the Cat’s Meow. And funny how I thought i gave that place up a couple years ago after too many late nights and drinking away all my tip money from the cafe! (as if that was something that could buy more than one beer!) Thanks to Chris Lewis who was my late night bad influence then and helped me close the bar on more than one occasion to slurk home to crash.
So last night had a chance to get to know Duane a bit more- what a great guy who is one of the most loyal and sweet men out there. How I appreciate a man who really listens to what you have to say. A great friend to have. And as Dustin already mentioned in his blog- this guy makes nachos that will win you forever.
This blog reminds of those guys that have been truly stellar in my life (other than my dearest husband!)
- Luke K.: worked with him for a summer at the Easter Seals Summer Camp in Oregon, back then he was my smoking buddy who would meet me at 9:30 pm. behind the camp showers to smoke at the end of the day. He taught me so much about myself in dealing with those in need and those with more insight than i could ever imagine. He introduced me to John Prine and socks with sandals. And that monster game we played at camp. This man was the older brother I never had, looking out for me in a way i’ve never known.
- Charlie E.: a major crush factor for many years in my mid-late teens. He entertained this crush with the utmost care and sensitivity, and amused (and supported) my delight in poetry and long walks in a way that assured me of only platonic love. That woodsman who comes from Felicity. (love them both) “Rushing, roaring, rainbow soaring into that so called green haired scarry made up life…”
- Mike B.: best friend for 5-6th grade until some dumb girl said “you two are so cute, you should be boyfriend and girlfriend” and ruined everything. Akwardness sets in when you are confronted with that possibility. It was never the same again… Nevermind- he was a great friend and didn’t ever make fun of my bad hair or strange clothes (I am a lifelong strange clother) Thanks Mikey for the good times as buds.
-Ismael V.: won me over when he told me that I had the nicest ears he’s ever seen. He held me on more than one occasion as I suffered through inexplainable pain of the heart. A brother I must have known from many past lives as we have a very profound connection and no matter time or space it remains. I love this man.
-Grant M.: The biggst Scotsman i’ve ever known (not like that!) who carried me through many sicknesses, supported me as I struggled through teen-angst and sexual mis-identity and he’s the biggest Pat Benetar fan i’ve ever known and that’s one of the reasons i love him so much. Where is he now? Last i heard he was in Newcastle working at a teens crisis centre. I’ll find him again someday when I need him.
Oh what friends. I miss them all so dearly.