|Me - bar scene - Philadelphia - 1980|
Here I am, sitting at my computer at 9:40 pm this Saturday night. Back "in the day" when I lived in center city Philadelphia (1969 to 1980) I would be getting ready to hit the bars. Those days are long gone (thankfully). I remember the last time I was in a bar (gay). It was my birthday, November 9th, 1979. I was still hanging around the bar (no birthday luck that night) at 1:55 am which the bartender flashed the lights on and off and hollered "LAST CALL!" Hey folks, if you were a regular bar goer like I was in my
|Me, "slightly" inebriated - on Halloween night 1980 - double exposure (I'm also on the bottom right)|
Yes folks, that was the night I decided never again to spend my Saturday nights trolling the gay bars. Oh sure, I had my regular coterie of buddies. And every now and then I would score (Bill and I had and have an open relationship - get over it) but mostly going "out to the bars" was part of my social life. But at 38 years old I knew my time was up. No regrets, no "I'm too old" stuff. I was just tired of the whole scene, ready to move on to something else.
|Me, always popular with "the ladies" - 1980|
That's when I decided to move from center city Philadelphia to the country, our 6.875 wooded paradise four miles outside of Downingtown Pennsylvania. It took us about a year to sell our house in Philadelphia and move "to the country." We lived in the country for 26 years until the time came again to make the move which is when I decided to move to Delaware, which is another whole story actually worthy of a book or a small novella but not one blog entry.
|Our former home in Pennsylania|
So what's my point tonight? Well, I've decided to celebrate my 72nd birthday by spending the weekend in Philadelphia, PA. I've already made my reservations at The Latham Hotel on 17th Street. Oh how many times have I passed that hotel and always wanted to stay there. Now I'm doing it, albeit with a 15% senior citizen discount (why not?)
|The Latham Hotel, Philadelphia, PA|
|My old friend Ron Lord, owner of The Bike Stop|
Dr. Spo will be in town that weekend. Hopefully we can meet up and I can show him around some of my old haunts. Maybe not. However, I am looking forward to returning to the scene of the crime. Should be interesting.