Fire Island

You would "suffer" through the nude karate kicking men just to indulge me on our walks east from Robert Moses.

The Big Kahuna

It was on days like this that you and Marian wrapped blankets around trash cans at Robert Moses so that Kevin and I could continue our quest for riding the Big Kahuna.

The Bridge

Exceeding the speed limit on the way to or from Robert Moses made you very upset. Of course that would have only been in the off season because in season we usually proceeded at a crawl.

The Trip

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Sometimes the lights all shining on me;
Other times I can barely see.
Lately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip it's been.

The Door To Nowhere

The second floor apartment in the fan district of Richmond had a door exiting to the outside with no stairs. One had to be wide awake going to the bathroom less you turn the wrong handle.

The Piano Room

In the evening, after Steve Sharp and I were done playing the piano, you and I would strip the brown faux leather cushions from the couches and make our bed so we could be alone instead of the 2nd floor triple (or quad). Did you wear your Dr. Denton's?

Ciggies?, What Ciggies?

Living in the fan you managed to scratch up enough pocket change to replace the butts I threw out.

Foiled

the birthday present you almost threw away.

Econo Lodge

On the outskirts of Richmond on the Midlothian Turnpike there was a hotel with single rooms for $8/night. This was back in 1973. It was a much better alternative than sneaking me up to the 16th floor of the all girl's dorm downtown in the fan district. While giving up the high rise dorm meant not hearing Linda Frees moan as she curled her toes, going to the hotel did mean shopping for humongous cucumbers to satisfy Donna McIntosh's sexual cravings in the room next door to ours.

Fringe Benefits

You lived on the fringes of Cumberland, MD and when I showed up I had on my leather fringe vest and.... wait for it... brown and white vertical striped bell bottoms. one might say i had (and still have) an exellent sense of direction. my sense of fashion? don't go there.

Gas Rationing

After waking up in the hospital in Melville and finding out I totalled the '74 Camaro I bought a '74 Datsun b210. My first stick shift. You learned on it also. If i had a full tank I could make it all the way from Lindenhurst to Richmond without waiting in line to get gas.