Thursday, November 19, 2009


THIS Jane Madden is not that other one on internet, just in case. She was certainly weird in a hollistic, witch way, with too many lesbian friends. Which reminds me.
In those years in Northampton, LESBIAN CAPITAL in the northeast USA, there was a friendly lesbian into Don Juanismo, or into
picking them girls left and right as a Casanova. When I brought my observation to miss
Jane, she told me that if I mention it, I would probably be burned at the pyre?


EARL created a woodshop space in that building and get money off my rent for whatever labor I do on my apartment and the rest of the space- She is easy to negotiate with and we get along great- I am really attracted to Pearl's Harbor too-
the apart
ment is small, low ceilings, a little "munchkin-y" but bigger than any other
space I could get for the money and the woodshop space in the same building is a real plus- she is already told antique dealers frie
Align Centernds about me and it seems there
will be business- So, I am happy and excited about the future here- Wayne is the only cloud so far- I will just keep my distance and my peace- (as I know your having to
do a great deal of too.)

Joanne will keep my plants here until I come for good and move into Pearl's- You should see the plant we thought we killed moving your stuff- it is beautiful. One cut
off stem has two beautiful new branches. They are healthy, Pearl's has sort of a sandy soil and it is very hot and sunny around the outside of the house. Shade trees are on the side with picnic tables that used to be for the public when the place was
a real roadhouse 30/40 years ago. I hope the seeds you are sending will flourish
there, please give me instructions and I will try to do well by them.

Last night Joanne and I went into Chapel Hill to see and hear Root Boy Slim (I always thought it was "Rude Boy", he is very rude and crude, but funny). The music
was great and for the first time I felt like dancing in public. I think I am making progress on that. Everyone was just kind of dancing in a crowd (like at the Reggae
concerts in "Heartland Reggae") no partners, so I felt comfortable.

When a man grabs me to dance I go stiff with fear, it is so weird, but I am determined to get over it. Root Boy sang his traditional "Boogie till you Puke".
" I am not too old for you, you are 15 and I am 42".. As well as some new material, one on Yuppies, the 64% of Americans who voted for Reagan..So hip, so young,
so lame and one about Nancy Reagan, "I am white, I am rich, I am Republican, great
lyrics and great R&Bs music. I had fun and Joanne had not been allowed out since
December so she was happy too.

I do not know what got into Wayne he said he did babysit guilt, if he has any sense
at all. So, I am going to register the car in NC, tomorrow insure my stuff and drop
off the truck. I may leave tomorrow nite or on Tuesday and be at the Cape by Wednesday at the latest. Mom told me today on the phone there is a letter for me from you. Can not wait to read it and see how you are doing. I am thinking of you a lot of course since when I was last there it was with you. Nice memories. I love you
dear one.



Miss Jane has an irritating contraction
vice. A pain in the ass, I got rid of it by the end.
What's the point? What is the point? What is the
saving? What do you save?

Where is the love as in the tittle, the acute
reader may inquire?

At the end
I love you, dear one.
Why the tittle, the picky reader wonders...
It is cool, but I concur this damn letter is too long.
When I remember how much I was into writing letters,
how much I enjoyed them, receiving and writing.
But life is always cruel. Every moder fucker I wrote to
in thirty years, never responded within the parameters
I demanded so communication will flow.
Such is life and time to go.

Other letters, post cards may come...lator

Wednesday, November 18, 2009


WHAT A TRIP! If you got a chance
to read the first part of this wordy letter, with many

expressions, words typical MA, that I have not seeing herd in almost 3 decades. Without any further redue...

EVEN when the car overheated he made it sound like my fault! (Joanne said if I wasn't there it would have been her fault.) He's lousy under stress
-he drove my mother nuts- So she's hip to him now-He was freaking at the tension level in the house because Daddy seemed to be "going" so he picked a fight with Joanne and got really upset- Don't focus on your dying
father! Your spoiled brat husband is more important!

Her milk was affected and Molly is sort of nuts for that reason as well as just picking up on stress and feeling the effects of traveling- Joanne has asked me to try with Wayne because all her friends hate him (!!??) so for
her sake I'm trying-but distance will be the ultimate answer. Today he
watched a ballgame and let me unload the washer, dryer, my trunk, bureaus, ect, alone-he doesn't want to help me ever again and I don't
want him to!

IT was satisfying to get it accomplished alone although there were some hairy moments let me tell you! The washer almost landed on me as I tried
to lower it off the truck- Being pissed and trying to be independent can only carry a 118 lb woman so far-size and strenght become a factor after that- But I did it and feel good about it- Sunny is a good connection (She only deals with Wayne from a distance too-) I know she and I will be friends and also keep each other in business and economics-Eventually
Pearl's Harbor will house a deli too, which she will run-the restaurant can't happen unless she invests thousands in upgrading the septic system and she hasn't got it- So I can help her.

GOD DAMNEDAlign Center
IS IT wordy or what?
Jane Madden was a trip,
nice looking eyes and hair,
great taste for movies.
We saw tons of them, among
the group
perhaps the weirdest-longest
movie in my life!
If I am not mistaken 17
hours long, Believe it or not!
Time to go.

to be continued soon...