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ONE MAN'S JOURNEY - Part 25
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ONE MAN'S JOURNEY - Part 25 SORRY..... WORDS KEEP DISAPPEARING FROM MY POSTS. I EDIT AND PUT THEM BACK AND NEXT DAY, THEY OR DIFFERENT WORDS DISAPPEAR........ It was now 1990……………I was almost 57, and definitely not the stud of yesteryear! My life was now consumed by work, and a loving family, and there was little opportunity or time for the flings of the past. It was now years since I had the chance or even the desire to take one of my “epic” trips to the DC corridor, where so many memories were now tread in the mud. We welcomed our first grandchildren with the joy and expectations that grandparents feel, and the widening of that circle of love that we all cherish. In a way, I was quietly “celebrating” 25 years since my awakening to bi-sexuality. It was in September of 1965 that “Mr X” and I had shared my first experience, and since that day I have often blessed and cursed him. Many times I wondered if he ever gave a thought to me or to the events of that night………… or even to a friendship that might have continued on a different path. Frequently I wondered if that had never happened, would my life have been any different, or would the “door” have just remained closed for someone else to open? I will never know now. There is something very sobering about becoming a grandfather. Especially since “grandma’s” life now revolved around the “kiddies”. Oh, don’t get me wrong. All that love was still there between us, but definitely showed signs of maturing, as I have discovered over the years, most other marriages experience. We were now at the stage where the kisses were sweet and tender, instead of passionate and wild, and all special occasions were marked with carefully selected cards and thoughtful gifts. Often, just a warm glance at one another was enough to brighten a day………… and a simple touch could be the highlight. It’s funny how maturity grows…………really grows on people. I’ve discovered that some couples just become “one person”, while others drift and barely live in the same realm. My wonderful wife and I were at the point in our relationship where sometimes we didn’t even have to speak, and when we did, we both said exactly the same thing at the very same moment. If that is not perfect sympatico, you tell me what is. Now, before I bring a grown man to tears, let me get back to my business reality. I was still very much enjoying my work as a designer/creative director, and not having worked for anyone but myself for almost 20 years, was a very fulfilling experience. Unlike having a boss to account to, I made my own decisions. Though I have always been a mild-mannered guy………….. calling myself a lover and not a fighter………..I have had my moments. I remember on one occasion, one of the publications screwed up the reservation for one of my account’s ads, and the ad never ran………… after he had brought in extra staff and made other expensive arrangements to coincide with the ad breaking. He stormed into my office first thing in the morning and started berating me in front of my staff, as though this was my fault. He refused to even try to understand that once we surrender the materials to a publication, that it is entirely in their hands. If the production department “misplaces” the ad, am I responsible for that? After he blew off the steam of Mount Vesuvius, he stormed out without allowing me to even offer one shred of defense. The next morning I stormed into his office, and told him to never, ever come to my office and scream at me like a petulant , especially in front of my staff………….. telling him that “when my used to do that, she was sent to her room”! The next day I was informed that he had hired another Agency. Funny thing about mind reading………….I had the exact same plan! When the new agency called me to ask for certain materials to which he was entitled, I told them that they were free to stop by to claim them, along with my sympathies! So this is how my life remained for a while………… some great enjoyment with lots of satisfaction, and some days when the thought of being drawn and quartered sounded appealing. On the bright side, feel free to continue reading…………..because there were occasional “sexploits” that followed……………………. |
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Yep as you know yourself it is amazing when the grandkids arrive. Thanks to my oldest son we had three grand daughters all at one time from the time he married and then a new grand daughter was born so when the distance years. Then our youngest surprised us with a grandson and then another one. So yep lots of time spent thinking of them and very little else. Sorry you lost the account but guy sounded like an asshole and hot one you would really want to fuck.
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