We’ll Meet Again

September 5, 2015

I was just reading a script that my dear ohh so talented friend – who is also a creative writer Zach wrote for his girl friend….the Oh So Beautiful, Talented Actress Meg…whom I love to death….

It is interesting the words we choose…most men I have encountered use the word “pee”….Zach used “urinate”…..

I have always preferred the word “Piss”

as it makes a statement….most women pee….they don’t say…”Hey Silvia lets go to the Powder Room to take a Piss…..”
well I take that back as some do…but they don’t go in pairs and the word “powder room” is non existent in their vocabulary….

I DID work on the Great Northern Railroad for two summers way back when…and I will tell you out of the 120 man crew Not a one of them ever “Peed”…they pissed like donkeys….after an evening of drinking until they passed out in the wheat fields of North Dakota…..

some only to pop up at 10 AM…as we all had been hard at work since 4:00 AM laying quarter mile ribbon rail….(rail expands during the heat of the day so has to be laid when cool out)

This Friday was “horriblus” for me…as yesterday (seems like a week away now) my house in LA fell out of escrow as the father of the gay guy that wanted it…didn’t like the small reserves in the HOA…..and my blind/shade man’s van broke down….the contractor of my new hardwood flooring…has not been able to get his fat ass off his barka-lounger in LA to come down and instruct the two teenagers that are removing the old carpet and flooring…sanding and evening it out…to lay the new floor…

he had ordered a baseboard that is 6 inches tall and looked like..”s…”….it was the most expensive…and he never showed it to me ….so I just totally lost it on the phone with him…and Hell I hate cell phones for calling someone…especially if you are wearing glasses as my face hits the screen making me dial London….

he told me he couldn’t come down as he had a sinus infection…I said..”I REALLY don’t care Ephraim”….he is Persian I think….and I have not felt good vibes from him since I met him….as he has no customer friendly knowledge…where the client is Always Right….

So soo different from my Mexican contractor Manuel whom I love to death…and my new gardener Javier…..they just have a love for life…concern and giving that most races do not…they are FAR better men than I am….

Then I went to Social Security to enroll in Medicare…and I thought ..well in Palm
Springs I am sure they cannot be very busy…

Forget that idea…walked in around 11…and the place was packed to the rafters with children and indigent looking parents…..

And here again the guard on the door…actually the only one you met as you entered was this attractive Burly ..Smiling…Mexican….wearing a gun…(I KNEW if I took him home to Mother she would have loved him)…not because of his gun…..

He could NOT have been more helpful….and told me that since there was not a seat in the joint…that if I came back the next day at 8:15….that I would be out of there right away if I didn’t mind waiting half an hour…as he opens the door early due to the heat….

His name is Max…and just one of those wonderful Human Beings….

Well with all of this “stress”…my colitis totally flared up…something it has not done for 3 years….killing me on my side…it is a TERRIBLE pain…in your stomach or intestine lining that is quite crippling…..and gives you intense diarrhea …..

My dear Friend Ron…who has put up with me for countless weeks…wanted to have lunch…and I said I just could not…I had to be alone….

as even talking to a friend…can be stressful….my dear friend Michelle will know what I mean….

This all makes me think of where I was a week ago…Wednesday last….right after my hernia surgery…

Jeff scooped me up from the hospital to ensconce me in his and Nabil’s wonderful Beverly Hills house…and they Totally went out of their way to wait on me…

The next day I was able enough to motor out with them to their Oh So Gorgeous Palisades house …where you have an 180+ view from Rolling Hills to Malibu…across to Catalina…..every day it is a moving changing Tableau….

Again they waited on me hand and foot…took me out to all the wonderful relaxing 5 star restaurants they know…not allowing me to pay for Anything….for which I was embarrassed….but deeply appreciative….

The last night Jeff grilled Salmon…

we had a candlelit dinner as the Full Moon rose over the Full moonlit Sparkling Bay…

Nabil grabbed me and we did a “Falling Leaves” dance…..

I recovered soo sooo FAST….but more than that…it was such an emotional High Point in my Life…one chapter in time….never able to be repeated again….

Today after my teenagers Totally surprised me by laying the floor sooo soo Beautifully…I was just amazed and went to the bank – gave them each a 100 dollar bill….for the weekend…

one guy looks like a bad guy with a scowl…. Justin Bieber (sp?) and is Caucasian…and looks really like 17…the other guy is Mexican…and a tad older….with broken English….

The white guy thanked me for the “tip”…and as the day progressed they both joked around with me…showing me their true self….it was quite wonderful…

This evening I felt better as I have the back up offer on my Martel house…who, the Realtor said…”Love my décor…and he is a doctor”

So fingers crossed St Joseph………….

So I ambled down to my local “LaLa’s”….took my usual seat at the bar…Sylvia was singing (as her husband was playing the Trombone)….

Sylvia welcomed me!!!

She sang to the table near me…Happy Birthday to a woman who just attained 88…she was with her daughter and her daughter’s partner….

as I left… I wished this Very handsome woman…. a Very Happy Birthday (I cannot yet put my finger on the actress she reminds me of…slender……wiry…gray/blackish hair that falls to the shoulders with a curl…she was Very appreciative….which touched me….ohh I Know whom she reminds me of…the Catalan actress in “Velvet”…a Catalan show I totally love…hope they add more versions….

Sylvia sang Vera Lynn’s ”We’ll Meet Again”…

Vera is 98 …. is an English Treasure…as she did so soo MUCH to lift the men’s morale during WWII….

The song just ripped me apart…..

As is it made me think of that dance – the Santa Monica Bay sparkling under the light of the Full Moon……with Nabil…

Dear, dear friend….

“We’ll Meet Again”

One Response to “We’ll Meet Again”

  1. Richard said

    WONDERFUL STORY AGAIN, GLAD NURSE RATCHET AND PARTNER TOOK GOOD CARE OF YOU. WE ARE IN WI FOR A VISIT, ENJOYING THE COOLER TEMPS–ALMOST 91 YESTERDAY WITH MATCHING HUMIDITY. HERE FOR 55TH CLASS REUNION–ALL 12 OF US WILL BE TOGETHER–SMALL TOWN WI. HAVE A GREAT WEEK AND GET YOUR ASS OFF TO PS SOON. GOT TO GET THE BRASS BAND OUT FOR YOUR ARRIVAL HUGS R&R

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