A to Z Theme 2016

For my 2016 A to Z theme I used a meme that I ran across on the blog of Bridget Straub who first saw it on the blog of Paula Acton. This meme is a natural for me to use on my memoir blog. It's an A to Z concept and it's about me. No research and nothing complicated. I'm given twenty six questions or topics to discuss that are about me.

In April I kept my posts short and uncomplicated. In the midst of it all you might learn a few things about me that you didn't previously know.
Showing posts with label Past loves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Past loves. Show all posts

Monday, April 28, 2014

Xanadu (#atozchallenge)






Olivia Newton John    "Xanadu"  (1980)




Xanadu

       The year 1980 lasted about four years for me--or at least it seems that way when I look back to that time.   What a roller coaster I was on!  The highs, the lows, outstanding times, depths of despair, and interminable stretches of waiting for something to happen.   But looking back having survived that year, it was a time I'd never give up.

       Let's see--during that year I worked for four different employers and lived in five different places.  I separated from my first wife and saw her move in with some guy whom I have no idea how exactly he came into the picture.   A few months later I met the woman who seemed to be my absolute soulmate and who became my wife for ten years.

        For the first six months of 1980 I was in my lowest of lows and then about the time Olivia Newton-John's "Xanadu" hit the airwaves I was feeling like I was in my own Xanadu of sorts.   Oh, my finances were not all that great and my living was not very luxurious by any means, but a burgeoning new love made up for all that.  And we were young, crazy and highly adaptable.

        My new love had worked at the marketing research company where I had come back to work after returning to Richmond so I could be closer to my son.  I had tried to get by in Tennessee working as a driver for an airport shuttle service, but by May when I had enough saved up to move up to Richmond, I high-tailed it up there.   I ached to be able to see my boy and thought maybe I could win my wife back.

          Seeing my son was in the stars.   Getting back with my wife was not.   However this new lady won me over in a big way.  She was a college student at Virginia Commonwealth University who was intellectual and seemed more mature than my first wife even though they were about the same age.   I was lonely and this vibrant lady with whom I could converse and share experiences was like starting my life over.

           Offers came in from some of my show business contacts for week stretches in exciting booking engagements.   My new girlfriend and I took the show gigs as a team.  Our jobs at the marketing research company were very flexible so we were able to sign up only for hours we wanted to work. If we wanted to leave for a week that was just fine.  We were always able to come back there to work and since we were both very good at what we did, our names were high on the list in the event that too many were wanting to work.   Also, my new companion was off from school for the summer so she was free to go as she wished.  

           We had it made as far as adventure and fun.  It was like a poor man's Xanadu.  They were good times and a preview of the decade we had ahead of us.

             Did you take advantage of travel opportunities when you were younger?    Did you ever experience a love on the rebound?   What are some of the jobs you had before you established yourself in your primary career?  

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Friday, April 18, 2014

Prelude to a Postlude (#atozchallenge)






Thorinshield   "Prelude to a Postlude"  (1968)




Prelude to a Postlude

         Do you ever wonder "what if"?

          I remember ladies in my past that I went out with once or perhaps a few times and then it just ended.  I'm not sure why in most cases.   The relationships were something I just never pursued.   Most of these women  probably would have kept going out with me, but there must have been something that made me back down from any possibility of further involvement.  Still, sometimes I wonder whatever happened to them?  What if we had taken the relationship to a more serious level?

          Marcene married a missionary and last I heard was living in Florida.  I only know about her because my friend is married to her sister and he told me.   A relationship with Marcene probably would have not worked well for me.  She was not really my type and we had little in common.  Yet we dated for a good while.  There wasn't anybody else that I could think of at the time.

           My sister introduced me to Alma, a quiet girl who was not stunning, but she was attractive.  We spent a lovely day driving up in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park.   She didn't say much so I did most of the talking.  From her responses to my questions to her it didn't sound like she had many interests.  There was something comforting about her.  She might have made a good wife for someone, but not for me.  She probably was looking for a good ol' boy who could give her a home and kids to take care of while he did whatever good ol' boys do.   We went out once and I didn't ever call her back.

          While I was working in Evansville, Indiana for a few months, a lady friend of mine fixed me up on a date with Tess, a girl who worked at the beauty shop where she got her hair done.  Tess was a fascinating looking female--she reminded me of a woman who might have been transported out of the 1920's or out of some old classic black and white movie.  We went to a concert that I had been looking forward to but we had to leave early because she said the loud music was giving her a headache.   For some reason I thought she had something more romantic on her mind.   We hung out for a little while after the concert, but she seemed really cranky so I took her home.  Maybe I just caught her on a bad night.  We agreed to get together again sometime, but I never bothered getting back in touch with her.

         What happened to Lisa, Sherry, Bobbie, Del, Tara, and others.  Did they get happily married and have families?   Did they pursue careers that brought them satisfaction?  Where did they end up and with whom?  What would have happened if one of them had made her life with me?

          Pleasant afternoons or happy evenings in the past have faded into memories.   And still I sometimes wonder.   But then again, does it matter?

           Do you ever wonder "what if" when you think of people you've known?   Have you kept up with any old flames?   Do you think your life would have been better if you had married someone from your early dating days?


       
       


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