The Beginnings - Part 86: DO YOU KNOW THE WAY TO SAN JOSE

Jagger to the other Israeli soldiers: “If I told you I was a faggot, what would you say?”
A period of silence…
One of the soldiers: “Shall I be honest…You’re very pretty, so I think we’d all want to fuck you.”
-as heard while watching the 2002 film from Israel
YOSSI and JAGGER

Twenty-five years ago today:

Photo: Siblings - Suzy and Mike Miller: September 27, 1987

I took this spontaneous candid photo of Suzy and Mike while we were dining at a local Alameda restaurant.

The Beginnings – Part 86:   DO YOU KNOW THE WAY TO SAN JOSE

September 11, 1983

“Good Morning Paige!”
Yes, Paige telephoned and I went to pike her up at the Holiday Inn. I doubt that is where THE POLICE was staying before their concert but never mind. She was there, wearing her ‘Valley Girl’ sweatshirt from MACY’s.

I brought her to Alameda and she ‘hit it off’ with George pretty well.

George, Paige and I went to breakfast together at OLE’S WAFFLE SHOP. George and Paige became better acquainted.
Paige kept saying, “I need a clove.”
She went on and on about craving cloves. They’re also known as clove cigarettes. My view is that ‘a cigarette is a cigarette’. George could identify with her as I learned that he was also familiar with clove cigarettes. I had never heard of them until today.
Paige said, “You can buy cloves at 7-11.”

After breakfast we went to South Shore Beach and I took a photo of George and Paige at a STOP sign on Shoreline Drive. After a few more snapshots we cruised over to the Alameda Flea Market. It was fun.

Eventually, I drove to Sacramento to take Paige home. George tagged along. We dropped her off at her house after a few other stops. I stopped over in Old Sacramento, my former school (Cal State University Sacramento) and my old house at 10709 Countryside Way in Sacramento.

Paige’s mother greeted us. She was very sweet to me. She also handed me a Senior Portrait photo of Paige. We took a few more photographs of each other before we left. I allowed George to drive my car back to Alameda. I wasn’t in the mood to drive. We made one stop at a ROUND TABLE PIZZA in Alameda.

Once home I said, “Let’s take a Calgon bath.”
That Calgon TV commercial worked on me. It was a nice idea. We took a bubble bath and felt so nice and clean. I felt like I was at a slumber party. I jumped on my bed and George followed my lead. We fooled around a bit and it was a very climactic episode.

September 12, 1983

I soothed George’s troubles today by getting money orders for him for a total of one-hundred and eight-nine dollars. I hoped he would appreciate it. I know he will. He knows how much I care, love and treasure his friendship. We have a dear bond. I can imagine how he must have felt being referred to an outside credit agency.

During lunchtime I was surprised by Helen’s kindness. She brought me some homemade butterscotch cookies and a macaroni salad. What a doll!

I arrived home from work at about six o’clock. Apparently, my dad had come over to the townhouse and he had a lengthy talk with George. George never gave many details but I guess it was a good talk.
George said, “Your dad is a nice guy.”

George was being doing domestic chores upon my arrival. He was watering down the small patio in his cute, little black shorts.

George and I went shopping for dinner.

I actually have to drive him home to Sunnyvale tonight because he has to make a vital payment that will clear his credit problem. I wasn’t in the mood to drive to San Jose but I did it. Ironically, that song by Dionne Warwick came on the radio while I was driving:  Do You Know the Way to San Jose.

“It’s always there…the chance to change your life.”
-as heard while watching the 2002
Swedish film, A BREACH IN THE WALL