Mini-Memory: When I Met Michael

There are two entries today. I wanted to show sweet little, non-agressive Canon, but have other things on my mind. It's time Michael gets some time here.

I met Michael 23 years ago (I think). I was looking for a stretch, and agreed to go with my friend, Jan, to La Foret, a camp-type thing in Carbondale, Colorado, run by the Unitarian church at the end of June. No, I did not go there for the church connection. It just happened that they had a drama workshop I wanted to attend. La Foret is another story, but one I won't tell now.

One day during lunch, Jan introduced me to Michael, a nice man who was a member of the group she was participating in. I remember walking down to a pond, I think, with him, a ten minute walk at most, before the afternoon's activities. I saw Michael off and on that week, mainly just to say hello to. What I remembered was that he always seemed to be having fun. An image I still have of him is at the final party, wearing a tie, and acting silly.

Skip to a few weeks later at what was called a La Foret re-entry party. I don't remember much about Michael then, because the hostess was flirting with him. Skip to October, another La Foret party, a couple glasses of wine, some flirting. The way Michael tells it, I pushed Mary Anne out of the way to get to him. The way I remember it is telling him that if he was every in the neighborhood visiting another friend, to drop by. A few days later a phone call and a date.

We had dinner at Ciao (one of Albuquerque's many now defunct restaurants), and planned to go see "Gorillas in the Mist." I believe I was wearing my bright yellow jumpsuit which I spilled wine on. (Some images remain in my foggy mind.) We talked so much that we missed the movie, and went out for a drink instead.

The beginning of an almost 23 year relationship!