|Wading in the cold waters of Provincetown, Mass 1979|
The time has come folks to write that Great Book that
My life long friend Larry and I have finally started to tell our story. I admit at one time I thought I would write my autobiography which would become an instant best seller much like "The Best Little Boy" in the world was. You know, the young boy who at a very early age knew he was "different". Then, as he grew older he began to understand that he was a QUEER (this was the Fifties after all for this young boy).
Then even later as he reconciled his nature with his environment he accepted that fact the he was GAY. And oh the experiences he had. Wouldn't those experiences just fill up the pages of a juicy novel?
But alas, by the time this young boy experienced his first seventy years of life, that story has already been written...many times over.
So what is one to do with all this information? Do I let it die in the great ether of the universe when I expire? All those near misses with injury and death? All those brief periods of estactic highs? Do I let that all die with me? No, I do not let it die with me.
So what is to be done? Well, this is what my friend Lar and I have decided. We will blog about it. Of course we now realize in the sage wisdom of our advanced years that no one else would be interested in our story other than us. But therein lies the answer. We write our story for ourselves. In addition to being a type of catharsis, there is the pure enjoyment of reliving our totally unique stories of our life.
Everyone has their story. The first books I read were biographies. Biographies are still my favorite form of reading. Who know, maybe after I'm long dead and gone, someone will stumble upon my blog postings orbiting forever in the endless vastness of the Internet and be mildly amused at my self absorbed ramblings.
And that my friends will be my legacy. The story of the life of one man who lived for a nano-second on this planet called earth. There will be no repeats.
|New employee Fidelity Bank, Philadelphia, PA - 1988|