Why the fuck not indeed.
When we arrived, as we climbed the external staircase to the third floor, we looked down at the once pristine white steps to see blood.
Not Nicole and Ron blood. Not Rosemary and Leno LaBianca blood. ....but still.
As we get to the doorway, there is a note attached.....also splattered with blood.
Poor David G. - he was so pained by a potential visit with me, his cutting got out of hand. And foot.
Without getting into detail - it was one the odder vacations I had ever had. It had good moments, of course, but I would venture to say, life-altering ones for everyone under that roof for that week. Well, on the third floor. I don't know if anyone on 1 or 2 had any shake-ups.
The one thing that was not altered was David's and my friendship.
What started out as odd - I mean, who becomes friends with someone during / after a random 3-way ?(ooops, I've said to much!) - became one of the strongest relationships of my life. And who the fuck maintains a friendship based on that?
Well - we did. We do.
We've lived through moves, pets, boyfriends (mostly his), husbands and he went with me to go see Madonna. If that last one isn't a true testament to friendship I don't know what is.
What isn't is Cleveburgh.
I met David in New York City. I've visited him in P-town, Princeton, Palm Springs, San Diego, New York City (again), Las Vegas and Phoenix. For an all-to-brief period of time, he was in Columbus the same time as myself. I have yet to see him even remotely near Cuyahoga County. Or visit me anywhere (though before he lived in Vegas, he did fly in to see me there - so I'll give him that).
I'm not saying I put more into this relationship than he does - but I totally do!
710 actually saved the foot-cutting note. Packed it and trekked it back to Columbus and put it in some file and some 26+ years later, which he dug out a few weeks back.
Today is Davey's birthday. He will get a call from me. He will laugh at me and be mock-annoyed. In 30 odd years, I've never missed calling him on this day. I don't see why I should start now.
Song by: Killing Joke