June Of Nineteen-Seventy ~ John & Lindsey

My back porch had a much more interesting life forty years ago. There was also a lot more light than there is today. A tall hedge on the property line now competes for light with a couple of big trees. The porch come in a poor third. John had been renting a room in my house and at this point Lindsey was his lady.

Whose idea it was, or what motivated us to do it, is knowledge forever lost, but the light was good, John assured me that he still remembered how to take off clothes, and Linsey seemed to need a bit of help, or maybe she just couldn't balance on one foot. Of course nobody could agree on the best shot. I prefer the one with her arm curving overhead.

Again, that trusty old Minolta Autocord was the camera used. I still get together with John on occasion and we talk some on the phone, but I have no idea about Lindsey's current whereabouts.

Art Museum Camouflage

Al has been doing much better the last few days, adjusting to the bigger dose of anti-seizure meds. I think he looks much better without the beard also. What do you think? It's his wardrobe that always has me upset. Tattered faded jeans. Rumpled fishing shirts full of coffee stains and cigarette burn holes. Topsider boat shoes that should have gone in the trash halfway through the Vietnam war. Does Al notice? I suppose not. He certainly doesn't care.

Now, about his hair. I happen to agree with Mayor Kevin Burns. It looks great! It's really HIM! It fits his character to a "T". His ex, Claudia, hates it. I told her "Look sister! He lives with ME now, not you, and I LOVE his hair!"

I got him to drive up to Outdoor World. They had a big sale and Al got new Topsiders, new jeans, new unrumpled fishing shirts without stains and holes, and then as we walked to the check-out line I spotted a clearance rack. Hey, us chicks can't help it! There was a gorgeous reddish orange rayon sport shirt, and any chick will tell you that rayon drapes and feels like real silk! Then I spotted this shirt! It IS pure silk!!!! And the two shirts together were less than twenty bucks! Can I shop or what, huh?

Next morning I dragged Al over by MOCA, the art museum. I climbed up on a bench, but compared to Al I am a bit on the short side...LOL I remarked "Look at how nice that shirt looks against the palm trees. The palm fronds on the shirt, the palm fronds against the sky!" Al replied "Let's walk across the plazza and do the Starbucks thing first". We did, Al got his coffee, I got my picture!