I’ve been working on restoring my Parent’s High School Graduation pictures. I enjoy doing it, I’m no where near done, but I’ll post them here. I recently told DavidShag, part of a story about my parents, he commented that maybe I would post the details, soooo,
This entry is for Dave(who’s my personal storyteller, and his sole purpose to blog is to keep me entertained with wonderful stories of his life… but he doesn’t’ know it, so, shhhhhh), this is what happened…
My parents, for those who don’t know, are both hot tempered and short fused… although if you ask my Mom, she would never admit it. (He’s Portuguese, she’s Italian)
They’ve been married 47 years now, and I’m not sure they would know what to do if they weren’t fighting. It has gotten better, I will say that, but, a couple of years ago I went with them on a trip to San Jose, CA, they still fight about things they were fighting about 20 or more years ago. We are going again in September, and this time I’m taking my Ativan with me!
My Dad is/was in education, he’s retired now. We spent many summers and some school years in a small college town in Oregon. I loved it, and times were such that I could roam freely. I know every inch of that campus. Trees that I used to play under are still there, (there are very few constants in my life, so to me that’s important). During those college years my Mom and Dad always had fights, mostly because my Dad was good looking and charming, and most of his "study buddies" were female… didn’t go over too well with my Mom.
One of the years there, my Dad had an out of town conference to go to. He took the bus going and coming. On his way home he sat by, or had sit by him a young woman that was as it turns out, a lingerie model. Dad loves to talk (oh boy does he) and when he’s talking to you, he touches,… young, old, ugly, beautiful, male, female, he touches. I don’t think he even realizes he’s doing it, he just likes to know you’re paying attention, etc. He apparently made a positive impression on her and from what I remember, he said he had asked her to stop by for dinner,… he was always inviting people, strangers over for dinner. She never came to dinner, but, about a week later he got some mail from her… they were some of her modeling shots, her in bra, panties, garters, nylons… that’s the one I remember anyway. Needless to say, the shit hit the fan, Mom was NOT amused. I can still remember that fight, I imagine most of the people living in the college housing do too! I’d like to say that they worked things out and there were no more jealousy fights, but, I can’t. I don’t think he never fooled around on her, but, I often think he enjoyed getting her worked up. There were always ladies who just thought "Manny" was the best, or soooo wonderful… pffft they didn’t live with him! Such was life in a normal dysfunctional family. No wonder I preferred being outside making mud pies… (yes those were mine on the Park BBQ Grill, decorated with dandelions! lol BIG HUGS, Steph