Our early years make me smile now, how crazy the 70's were, I met Jim in the late 70's back in Texas when everyone seemed to be moving to Texas for the big oil boom. Jim had left Florida seeking that boom and leaving behind a chapter of his life that he doesn't like to talk about. I was working as a floral designer after quitting being an X-ray tech and an ex-husband of only a few years. The hippie thing was still going on for me I think, anyway, my friends and I would go to of all places, a place called the Red Barn, western and old rock music, such fun times when we were young and fearless.
Across the stage, there he sat alone sticking out like a sour thumb at the bar, shy, so handsome, smoking with a drink in one hand, Florida shirt. Funny I can't remember how many times going there before he came over to sit with us. We started dating off and on, so remember being on the Galveston beach and telling him this relationship wasn't going anywhere if he didn't start talking more. It was remarkable he was shy with his looks and personality, sweet, funny, but he had some demons to cast out yet from Florida. He had a scholarship to the University of Miami, would easily gone pro as a field goal kicker, still holding many records now as all state, but his Father destroyed that success in some way I still don't understand. So to Texas he came.
We started taking trips, went to Mexico for our first adventure, that should have ended the relationship right there, horrid hotel, lots of fun on the beach though, parasailing, flight back was with two drunk pilots, engine trouble, and held under house arrest for whatever reason with the rest of the passengers, until we were lead back on the plane, I was willing to get on that plane just to get out of there.
We started living together soon after that and then married by a judge who was on his bathroom break during a trial, me in summer overalls and Jim in shorts, not into those elaborate events I guess. And then off to Colorado for a trip, already knew we were ready for a serious change in our lifestyle.
An odd day at the hospital, Jim woke up long enough to be introduced to a new doctor making rounds for our regular doctor, stuck his hand out to greet him and back to sleep. Okay, I think I'm going to let him lead me not this path, where ever it takes us now. I watch him sleep today and see tears running from his eyes, to really know him, his struggle is amazing.
I have all the information everyone has been sending me and apreciate it, we will see what this week brings.
My thoughts also to the people of Japan and their tragedy.
Such good times, but when you are young, good times come so much easier it seems. A trip to Mexico, and other places.