by B59001
1962 my freshman year at Penn State (main campus) makes this envisioned story so flood my senses with memories. Trying to play cupid
I was walking my roommate, Andre, to the hub to meet Judy my music listening partner (he was also a jazz lover). They had just received new "33s" with Wes Montgomery sides. Upon introduction (I step aside to a campus phone and call Mike my girlfriend (actually Gloria)). She won't be there for half hour (coming from East Halls). Listening to 'Round Midnight'
when Marcus a Que (Frat Brother) barged in to tell pledge Andre - The University President an Engineer was going to be away this weekend - hence the the Architect's lab / drawing rooms would be open. Education first - Andre excused himself as he could complete an assignment. Mike arrived just as Andre and Marcus were leaving. Judy's hour was also about up for the 9 P.M. reservation. (Wow we could have used i pods and cell phones then). As we stopped for a coffee Judy tried to excuse herself saying she was to old for a tricycle. Mike would hear nothing of it- reminding Judy she owed her from senior year. Until this time I had no idea how devious or tight lipped females could be. They had let me think I had introduced them. I knew they both went to Girl's High in Philly, but Judy enjoyed experimenting with smoke, free love and divorced parents, while Mike (though a Negro) black and almost the same complexion as Judy was the daughter of two professionals with middle class aspirations, regular church attendee (had only smoked a cigarette once). We had pizza and walked and talked - took some dumb short cut through the third hole of the Golf Course ended up all naked in the sand trap - when I was pushed on my ass and got three punctures from a rake. Nine years later Mike (Gloria) married Andre. Judy and I dated some and met at their wedding (last we met or touched) she was a student of Carlos Castaneda and on Leave after a MED Cruise. Thank you 059001 for some sort of hand-job jogging my memory of 49 years ago.