Secret Life

“You live in a country that is designed to relieve you of certain pressures by stimulating your senses and comforting you with material goodies, but you are smart enough to know that life is about more than that.”

-Tucker Malarkey
AN OBVIOUS ENCHANTMENT

Twenty-five years ago today:

April 12, 1987
Sunday

I broke down and decided to telephone Eileen. I couldn’t wait until Monday. Luckily, she wasn’t home.

I had a light breakfast at mom’s house and then I set out for San Ramon on my bike. It was a good, extensive ride. I met an extremely buff gentleman on a his bike who seemed younger than me (early twenties) and he directed me to the best bike path to ride through.

It wasn’t too exciting in the San Ramon area but at least the roads were free with no passers-by to get in my way. When I ride along Alameda’s South Shore beach I find it a problem when people get in my way. It disrupts my pace.

I also met a guy named Tom Hlebakos (or something like that) who happens to be an aerobics instructor at the 24-Hour Nautilus gym in San Mateo. What are the chances of that? Of course, he made me think of Eileen since she lives in that area.
PHOTO: Bonni Jayne (b. 1958 d. 2012)

I slept well once I returned home. Bonni Jayne, my longtime pal since sixth-grade and high-school, called me.
Bonni said, “I don’t think I’m going to our ten year reunion.”
“Why not?”
“I just don’t feel comfortable and I don’t think there’s anyone I want to see."
"You'll see me!"  I added, "And you can see Sue and I know there are others who would love to see you!"
I tried to persuade her into attending. Did it work? I don’t know.




PHOTO: Kate Capshaw

I watched a movie called HER SECRET LIFE, starring Kate Capshaw. It was an action film about a spy turned housewife who meets an old lover when she sneaks into CUBA to free an old friend. The title made me think of Bonni Jayne in a way. I’ve been in awe of actress Kate Capshaw ever since that 1982 romantic-comedy called A LITTLE SEX. After the movie I went to bed, sleeping soundly. Yawn.

The compensation of a very early success is a conviction that life is a romantic matter.
-F. Scott Fitzgerald