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Gym on a rainy, depressing day. Came out to car to find pink sticky under wiper, ink ran but readable: "Would you like a girlfriend? I'm available, 603-264-1256". Was using the red Saab convert, so maybe something to it:). But, with some reflection, realized it was Beth's hand and her seldom used cell #. Some 30 years ago, in Lexington, MA center, got back to my van after running to work in Woburn and back to find a hostile note re parking in town center signed "the red F". Came home to Concord mumbling about the nerve of people to find it was Beth's doing. Still have the note somewhere.
Should have shaken out the blahs by running in the rain but did not. Maybe some to do with currently reading "Drinking: A Love Affair" by Caroline Knapp, past NYT best seller re young woman's alcoholism ("a highly functioning alcoholic"). Cambridge, Martha's Vineyard, Brown U privileged; her dad, a well-regarded teacher at BU med was likely (a highly functioning) one, too. She had a half brother, Wicky, who was born blind etc with fetal alcohol syndrome, lived a miserable life and died of grand mal seizure complications at 42. Caroline kicked the habit but, in April, 2002, was diagnosed with lung ca (smoked as much as drank perhaps), got married to an old friend in May and died in June, 2002. Perfect poetic injustice?
