Year Two

Ford was a Leo, medium build and never could find his keys, something of an unconscious power trip one would suppose. Since he had the car and before anybody could go anywhere, everyone had to-look for his keys. He got a dog which he named Shoes.

This I am thinking was the year of the women. I had lots of affairs. So there was a one-night stand in the Haight and she was looking for a place to stay, but she said the next morning, "You are the fist man who has ever let me sleep". What can I say I was just being gentlemanly. There was a woman I was-seeing when I lived in North Beach. Unfortunately I treated her in reference to stereotypes I had picked-up back in Illinois. There was the piano teacher and MaryT, but they were strictly Platonic.

There was Jackie and Pat both platonic but did it once each. There was SusieQ, Becky, Jan, Agea, again all platonic. There was Karen which was-but for a few days and again I was gentlemanly. But we did a fast and furious letter-exchange program, sending drawings to each other. Everyday I would do a drawing from my unconscious for her and send it to New York where she lived. Think shortly thereafter, her parents rushed her-into marriage, because at least that is what happened. Well publishing was their bag but not mine.

I met a lot of women in the pottery shop. Some of them I may have given lessons. There was Anne and her friend Nadia. Apparently someone said they had a competitive thing going with men. A bunch of us hitch-hiked up to Mendocino County for some reason and got kicked off some farmer's land by two kids with loaded guns. Course we were hippie scum.

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