I was suppose to be working at the hospital all weekend. Bill had called me a time or two, and I had wished him a happy birthday. I teased him that he was suppose to be an April Fool's baby, but it was a joke, so he was born the next day. I know it wasn't funny... you had to know how we talked to each other. I only saw him occasionally, he traveled for his work.
I met him in Amarillo right after my first divorce. I was out at a dancehall with a friend from work. His friend asked mine to dance, then she told me he wanted to dance with me, and his friend told him I wanted to dance with him. LOL, he is from Florida, so he wasn't much of a two stepper, but he was very charming. They took us to breakfast. He was a perfect gentleman, I was so impressed I invited him to join us the next weekend, for my divorce party.
My divorce party was fun, I had 10 men at the house before we left to go dancing and no women, they were all at a volleyball tournament and they made it to the championship, anyway, when they showed up, we left for the dancehall. I had a "date" of sorts, who was acting like an ass... he made it clear up front that he wouldn't pay for me to get in the dancehall, I said it was ok, I have a VIP card.
Once inside he didn't want to pay for my drinks, so my friends did instantly, and then he was off on his own, "see ya later, loser, I don't have to put up with that, that is why I got a divorce". I look around and there is Bill, smiling at me... we dance, we laugh, he tells me that when I am ready to go to breakfast to let him know. God, I can still see that killer smile and shining eyes.
We dated for nearly two years. I drove to Dumas, Hereford, Odessa to see him. I had never flown on a plane, but when I heard it was his birthday, and that he was "supposedly" alone in Decatur near Dallas, I decided to go out on a limb. I talked to him on the phone, to make sure he wasn't going anywhere. I asked my supervisor if I could take the weekend off, since it was slow, and I called and got a ticket on Southwest.
I flew to Dallas, rented a car, drove to Decatur, TX. to surprise him.I had them call him from the front desk to tell him that a package had been delivered for him. He didn't expect me, I don't think. He was there, working for a company out of Florida. I dated him for a great deal of time over 10 years ago. I miss him to this day. We always had a blast. I have always wondered what became of him. I think about him often and still have some B/W photos I took of him while we were in Odessa.
Now that is one person I wouldn't mind running into again.
Saturday, August 27, 2005
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