Re: complaint Box / Subway Manners

Just finished reading an article by Lynn Harris..'Yes, I'm Pregnant,
and Yes, I Want Your Seat' in the Sunday's New York Times. Well Ms., if
you were standing while I'm sitting, no way you are getting my seat. And
I'm not being mean either.

Why on God's green earth would you be riding on a subway train pregnant?
If I was a female, I would plan out my trip so that o would be taking
buses. I don't care, you can get help faster aboveground, than below if
you ask me.

Taking your kids on the train with you too, I.e., baby stroller? You
know damned well that you will have to carry it up or down some stairs
somewhere along the line. So, I'm or some other or any other person
suppose to help you with your stroller. Nine times out of ten, I can
left it without your help, so you hold on to my backpack while I do the
lifting. One woman told me, no, asked me why should she carry my
backpack. Didn't I walk away from helping her. She had got very nasty
with me.

When I sitting on a crowed train, I have my music on, thru my headphones
and my eyes closed. A female Pope could be standing right in front of
me, and I won't offer my seat. I don't care if you're pregnant either.
What makes you 2.25 better than mine. First come first serve is what I
say.

Then you get the old ladies that put on an act. An act like its the
Academy Award show or something. Bravo, bravo is what I say. If there
was a threat of a tunnel collaspe, and you were on that same train, are
you letting this old lady get out before you? Maybe one ot 2 of them.
You take your chances when you ride a public transportation system. So
why should anyone have special treatment. Mind you, there were laws put
in place that MADE some of US ride in the back of the bus too.
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Music, Music and More Music

I like mu, no I love me some music. I can get into almost anything that
has a beat. Like right now, I'm listening to The Stanton Warriors,
Sessions 3 cd, but its a mp3 on my ipod. This shit rocks. A good track
is Beggin. The cd is continous playing, but the tracks are broken down.
Its a remix cd by the Stanton Warriors with an assortment of DJ's. My
fav, is Precient, and the 2 songs that lead up to it.

I started liking music in the early late 60's. Ralph McDonald's Song of
A Drum, Jam on The Groove. That track brings back memories. That was the
start of all this hip hop rap era we are in now. My taste have changed
over the years growning up.

When I was staioned over in Germany, I was in my rock era. That was the
late 70's. Once out of the Army, I hit the streets of NYC, and caught up
with the hip hop rap stuff. Mostly, I like the crews, songs for their
beats and scratchin'. Now, what I'm into is electronic and trance. I
download A State of Trance by Armin van Buuren every week. That and
along with a lot of other trance bands, groups and DJ's. With a decent
set of over the ears headphones, riding the train has you in your on lil
world, like I'm in now.

Some people are suprised by my taste in music. I don't like, and never
did lik R&B, its not my cup of tea. Maybe its because I never did learn
to slow dance growing up and then later on in my early 20's. A good DJ
can keep the beats come, the tempo moving and the people on the dance
floor. Me, I just bounce around where ever I'm at. Stopping and freakin'
out when the beat catches me. Have you ever had a beat catch you? Oh you
knw when one does alright. Everything is just blaocked out and you swear
that the DJ is playing for you and you only.

One thing I would love to attend is a rave, one that's on a large scale.
10,000 people !!! The closes I can was the first Lalapalooza, that was
for 3 days and that was crazy. Parties all nite long.
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Maybe Its Me ?

We all have problems, I know I do at times. With my problems, I think
that no one has ever been thru what I go thru. But I'm wrong. There
isn't a problem that no has ever been thru before. Th3e biggest problems
of the owrld today boiled doen to one common thing. MONEY !!!

Right now the way things are, we all worry about money. Some more than
others. Those others are the ones that havewaaay too much monry,
millionaires, billionares. If they were to loose all their money, like
some have, they would be trated just like any day regular folks. But the
never loose it all like they claim they do.

My first take on earning my own money started when I was young, I had a
Sunday paper route. Papers on Sunday were 30 cents, and I would start
with a dollar. At the end of my route, I would have about 15 or 20
dollars. Not bad. I was doing so good, that I had a friend help me out
during the winter time. I went into the US Army, and learned a
completely different thing about money.

In the Army, you got paid, you spent it and you waited until you go paid
again. That was how it was. No one told me to save a cent, but I did.
Wheni got out of the Army, I had to get a job. Had plenty of them, and
one of them was working for The State of NY. Still the concept of money
2was still a little flakey to me. Still, you earn itm, you spent it, and
then you wait for the next payday. But then crdeit cards came into
play.

Again, maybe its me. Ok, you have a job and you make x amount every
year. Xyz company, which has crdeit cards sends you an application cause
they seem to think that you may and have to have one. With xyz's credit
card, they will front you money on any purchases and cash withdrawals.
But, but the intrest will be slightly higher than you would normally
expect to pay. But, they are the ones who contaccted you first, and sent
you a letter asking you to fill out one of their applications. Now don't
you feel proud? Yeah right. This is what happened to me in the 80's. And
the strange thing is, people are still experiencing it.

I learned one thing back then and it stays with me to this day. After a
while, I have no more control over it. So what is 'it' you may ask? For
a while I was in control, then somewhere along the way I 'gave' up
control. To this day I don't have bad credit. I just have NO credit
what's so ever. People say that that not posssible, but it is. I don't
even fall on the radar aany more. Now mind you about 8 years ago, it was
saying that I had a low credit score. Its weird.

Soon, very soon paper monry and coins will no longer exsist. Everything
will be digital, its almost that way now.
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Tryin' To Figure This One Out

I had a dream last night, strange one too. I was in my old Unit, over in
Germany. Was sitting in something like a movie theater. One of my
friends, I think he was a friend was sitting besides me. We were both
wearing the old OD green uniforms. He was a Sargent First Class, E7,
can't tell what rank I was. He was smoking a cigar and was telling me I
was an old soldier like him. Told him that I was reassigned to the
Unit.

Next thing I'm walking back to the Post. Everything had changed from
when I was last over there in 1977, more people in the town and it
looked like New York City in a way. I had to climb through a junk yard,
over barb wire fence and stuff, did it twice. The second time some
kinds, black kids, were dancing, practicing their moves. One of them
pick pocketed me, and I went to retrieve what he took. He pulled out a
razor blade, and I checked my pockets, but nothing was taken. And then I
woke up, woke up at 2am and couldn't get back to sleep. Strange.
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????

I have a Western Digital 250GB hard drive, I bought it off a friend
about a year ago. It WAS working just find until a couple of months ago.
For some strange reason it started acting up. Things like when I power
down my Netbook, the power light on it would still be lit. So I would un
plug it, plug it back in and power up my netbook. Then the NB would do a
drive check that would take about 2 hours to check for problems. This
was signs that it was about to go bad...... so I thought.

All the articles, magazines state that you should always back things up
to an external hard drive or to some type of storage, like online
storage. I figured this external drive was good enough, so I delt with
it. Then it crashed last week. I never understood when people got all
crazy when their drives crashed, now I do. I HAD about 2GB of pictures,
about 10GB of programs and other notes that I saved in NotePad stored on
that drive. So, I went online to try and find ways to recover what was
on the drive.

I Googled my question and was directed to a video. This video said
wrapped the drive in a cloth, then store it in the freezer for a couple
of hours. Then let it get to room temp, then plug it in. I didn't try
that method, but there was some information about a website. It has all
the makers external and internal drives solutions. I clicked on Western
Digital, found my model number. I downloaded a program that had four
drive checks in one. The last one after fours hours of scanning, said
that I had bad sectors. That didn't stop me though. Another program,
which formatted the drive was listed too. I debated on this program
because this would erase everything on the drive. But since I couldn't
access the files on it, I went ahead and downlaoded and installed the
format utility.

When the drive crashed, it only showed the drive letter in windows
explorer and not a WD like it use to. But once I formatted it, the icon
can back, and I was able to save and access files on the drive. But now
I sketchy about this drive now. Am I gonna have more problems with it in
the future? Should I just go ahead and get another external drive? For
right now it works.

This little problem had me thinking though. We store everything on hard
drives and at any time, they can crash and burn wiping out all of your
hard earned work. There are countless online storage sites, some are
free, and some you pay for. I'm not too hot on the matter that my stuff
being stores in some bug beige warehouse, out in the middle of no where.
I want to access it with it right besides me. I signed up for one of the
free ones which has 2GB of storage. Only using it for pictures though. I
went from storing my info on to my computer, to floppy, to cd's, to
dvd's, and now to external drives. My last stop is online storage. There
is no other method after online storage. All I do know is that nothing
is forever. Shit happens.
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I'm Melting !!!!

The last couple of days has been really hard on me. No for real, I've
been thru hell. No, again. I feel as if I'm living in HELL. The weather
has a lot to do with it. It drains me. I work in a place where the air
conditioning is up very high. The other day I had to put on a jacket
because I was getting chills. I was actually shivering. Then when it was
time to leave work, the heat from outside knocked me down, beat me up.
Went home and tried to sleep and all I did was toss and turn, sweat and
get really angry at myself. Fans do NO GOOD. Only thing that worked was
taking a shower, like every 45 minutes. Then it was off to work cranky,
for the lack of sleep. I'm not complaining mind you, just tired, that's
all.

That's it I'm finished. Its a litle bit cooler. Gonna try and get some
sleep...good nite....I hope
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Lets Name The Demon.

As far as I know, from what I've been told, and read about, demons are
the devil's hired help. Am I right about this. Those are the things that
are in the spirital world, lets talk about the ones present in this
world, right now. To name a few, I could go on. So I'm gonna start with
an easy one...Homelessness.

What? How can that be a demon you may ask? I ask you, have you ever been
homeless? I have, a couple of times, but the first time, I did it to
myself. I don't blame anyone, or anything, it 2was something that I just
experience.

I have a lot of respect for the homeless now, and always will. I don't
always give, when some one ask me for a handout. Its rough out there on
the streets. Take your average person, a home, 2.5 kids, car, bills etc.
If something was to come along and take all that away, say, losing your
job, where or who can you depend on. Sure, you save up in case of an
emergency. But with a family, bills and everything else, savings deplete
fasting than you think. A family being use to having things, suddenly
find their spirits and hopes destroyed. This happens not only to
families, but single people also. Oh, and age has nothing to do with it,
all ages

It takes a strong minded person to pick themselves up and to deal with
what hand they have had played to them. There are services avaviable to
help, but the people that who are working for these services have no
compassion what's so ever. Its not them, they don't care, they have
their homes to go home to every night. The homeless that live in the
streets and not in the shelters are the strongest among any human
beings that I have camed across.

Imagin, day in day out, month after month, year after year, season to
season...liiving on the streets. Under a bridge, in a abandoned car or
van. In a shack in some empty lot. In the heat of summer and the cold of
winter. That alone would drive you crazy, then throw in people harassing
you all the time. Setting you on fire, throwing water on you. That's why
they choose to stay on the streets.

The city offers good services, but some of the staff go by the rules way
too much. If you're working, they want you to miss a day of work in
order to keep an appointment with them. That makes no... But who am I
to judge. I could go on and on, but I tired.
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Robots

I don't why I choose that title, thts what came to mind..ROBOTS

Some people get angry, upset and teed off with me, so what. I can't be
perfect to everyone ll the time. But I try to be. Most importantly, I
try to keep my word. Something came up after work yesterday. I gave my
word to a certain young lady about 9 months ago. I told her that when
all else fails, this is my number call, leave a message and I will get
right back at you.

Usually I don't call back numbers that I don't know. All the people that
I give my number to are stored in my cell phone. But this number looked
strange, different, so I called. It was a ex co worker, and her
boyfriend beat her up, and threw her out on the street. I said I would
come, if you called, and she called. Took a cab over there. The weird
thing about this is that its her apartment and he threw her out. She was
standing on the corner, and looking pretty bad too. People at first
thought that I did it to her, but by our conversation, they thought
otherwise and moved on.

First thing I did ws call the police, they came in like 10 minutes. She
explained what happened, and I told them all she wants them to do is get
him out of the apartment. They did. You know he threatened me, and I
laughed at him. See, when some one threatens me, it does something
really starnge to my head. Its like I go on the defensive, its a mode I
go into. Before he left, I asked him to take back the threat in front of
the cops. Wanted to make sure that he knew what he was getting into when
he threaten me. Told him NY is not that big you know and if we see each
other at anytime from here on out, its on. He doesn't even have to see
me, but if I see him.... He then told me that he hs no beef with me.

Her mother and father showed up and just stared at me. They don't know
me, but have seen me talking with her before. The father thanked me
becuse if she had called him, he would have went to jail that day. The 3
of them went into the building, I stayed outside and smoke a cigarette
before I left.

Like I said and told her. You get into any trouble, and you don't know
who to call, cal me. She called me. Probably won't hear from her for a
while, she was embarassed. But that's ok, cause she isn't dead.
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Bob Vila, Home Improvements

I can cool off quicker than I can warm up. Meaning that if I'm freezing
cold, it takes me loner to defrost. Laugh if you want to, that's what I
call it, defrosting. But when I'm hot, no problem. As long as there is
running water, I can always cool off..well I use to think so.

First let me say that what I've been hearing on the radio about this
being the coolest summer in yeaars is a bunch of BULLSHIT !! Then why am
I sweating like a roasted pig at night when I go to sleep? Why am I
waking up in the middle of the night sweating, thinking that a fucking
raoch is crawling on me when its nothing but sweat, huh? Why? I figured
it all out though.

I'm a thrifty type guy, you know that already. Why should I buy curtains
when I know people are going to throw some of their old curtain away. I
just come along a get them. I have been asking around, but I haven't
been asking the right people, my MOTHER. I moved into my place during
the winter time, so curtain were not a priorty. What I have , and was
using was a sheet and a blanket. I like my room to be kept dark, I have
a small lamp. In the winter time my improved curtain kept the cold air
out and the heat in, good. Now that its like Death Valley, the same
setup does me or the human race any good. I went to my mother's house,
and just of the cuff asked her did she have any old curtains. Wouldn't
you know it she had some sitting ina plastic bag to be thrown out with
the trash. She told me to wash them first. Hey, I'm talking about
survival here, and besides, I went to the laudry yesterday and they will
have to wait to be washed. So I hung them up.

You MUST have the tools to hand curtains. I knew when I moved into my
place, I put some curtain rods in my closet cause they were left there
from the previous occupant. I grabbed them, started to take my old setup
of curtains down, but notice that I didn't have those 2 end pieces that
are need to attach the curtain rods too. No biggie, a hardware store
half a block away. Went there got what I needed, and just said off the
cuff again, wait I don't have a hammer. Jesus freakinL Christ, hammers
are expensive, so I didn't but one. I said I would use my shoes. I don't
have a brain for nuthin' ya know. Problem is, as I was walking back
home, I said I don't have a pair of shoes hard enough to hammer a nail
into wood. That didn't stop me though, I got a hammer from the lady
downstairs. Now the thing is that the 2 end pieces don't fit properly,
so I jerry rigged it. If I leave my door open, a nice breeze passes
through. I will see what happens tonight though. I have 2 fans too. Was
told to place the biggest one in the window. But I have this fear that
the fan is gonna fall out, so I'm not doing that.

So far, I have been nice a cool, but like I said I will wait until
tonight and see what the deal is.
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'Had a Dad' by Jane's Addiction, This Song Rocks !!!

Flashback, I get them sometimes. Picture this. Ok, have you guys ever
heard of the Lallopaloza Tour? Will Perry, from the band I think Jane's
Addiction? Yeah, I'm quite sure he plays or use to play with them. The
Lallaploloza Tour is still going on to this date, it just doesn't stop
in the tri-state area as much. Well, I went to the first one. It was
held in Stanhope, NJ. Now here is the scary part. It was the night
before the 3 day fest in NJ, and I was at home watching tv. I was a
little nervos about going to a open air 3 day rock concert. I was
watching tv, and one of the Jason, Friday The 13th movies came on. The
opening credits have just rolled, and the first scene... a sign saying
something or the othe about Stanhope, NY (again, Twilight Zone music
plays in back ground). At the concert, fest, I had the best time of my
life. 3 days, open air, on the show bill... Jane's Addiction, Souix and
The Banshee, Henery Rollins Band and Ice T with his band, Body Bag. All
night parties and a lot of mayhem. All I had with me was my ticket, I'D,
and about $200. Bus from Port Authority to Stanhope, NJ, then a 3 mile
walk to Waterloo Villiage, that's where it was held at. Ah, the
memories. The reasonwhy I was by myself was because none of my so called
freinds wanted or could afford to go. Oh well, they missed the biggest
best party ever.

I had (have) a Dad. He was big a strong, we woke up, I found my daddy
gone. Those are some of the lyrics to that song. Well, I do have a
father, don't know if he is still alive but... I met him for the first
time when I was 16 years old. I was seeing a shrink because I was
attending or going to school, high school that is, and know one could
figure out why. So they thought I'd I saw my father, I would be
ok..NOT!!

How would you feel if you saw your father for the first time, and you
looked excatly like him? Would freak you the fuck out, huh? I was
speechless and confused. I spent a whole day with him, he took me
shopping. As far as what I remembered, I can't remember shit about what
we talked about. All I do remember was getting a spring clored blazer
frm some store out in Long Island where he lives at. That's all I
remember. Fast forward now to about 25 years later.

I working as Prep, dishwasher, watier in Jamaica, Queens, Carmichael's
Diner. One of the meat deliveries driver stares at me. He asked me do I
have any family that lives out on Long Island, Amittyville. No
hesitation, I say yeah, my father. I told him his name, and his face lit
up. He said I look like he shitted me out, that how much we look alike.
I keep his Army picture in my wallet.

One of the things I HAVE to do is get in touch with him. How can I be
angry at some one that I know nothing about. Its just the fact that I
have a bio father, and I want to see him. But I'm scared. Don't know of
what, but I'm just am. Me and my mother used to get into it at times. I
thought it was because of what he did to her, and that I look so much
like him, that I remind her of him. I actually said that to her onr
time, and I really felt that way. I love my brothers and sister, but I'm
not close with them, this I don't know why.

See my family does family things with other family memebers, aunts
cousins, uncles. I don't attend none of these functions. Its either I'm
working, or I just don't feel like going, simple like that. That's just
me. Gatherings like that make me nervous. I remember going to a cookout
one year, and I just came off work 16 hours a day for 13 staright days.
I got there in my brothers jeep, spread out a blanket and went to sleep.
Woke up ate, went back to sleep. Woke up and ate again, and went back to
sleep. Woke up, ate, and left. Took a Westchester County bus back home.
See I know my way around where ever I go. Family was like, where did
Michael go, my mother told them I went home, I had to work the next
day.

So I will search for my father in the beginning of next year. Just show
my face out on Long Island, and some one maybe, will approach me and
steer me in the right didrection

I had a Dad
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US Army...Gettin' Shorter and Shorter, and Shor...

My time, my tour was slowy coming to anend here in Germany. Let me say
this. There was a lot I did, saw and accomplished while I was in
Europe.

I came to realize this. I grew up in the military somewhat. I went from
a 17 year old one day, the next, a 17 year old man. I was thrown in
anenivirnment of grown men, doing grown men things. Some and most of it
was childish, but life is an experience. You don't experince, you're not
living a full life. I learn by trail and error. I learned from my
mistakes, some more than once twice, thrice. Still to this day, its a
learning experience. I got hurt emotionally, physically, and
spiritually. I had fum, wish I was dead and, at one time, thought I had
died. That experience I will not talk about ever. Fact is, this is the
first, no second time I thought about that experience.

Gonna take a break from The Army for a while. Talk about some other
things. See shit pops into my head, and I just place them to the side.
It comes and goes. So to make things easier, I will address them as they
come up.

First things first.
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Poof !!!

One day, and one day soon, all will be forgiven. No more pain, anger,
hurt, worried frustrations. Again, all will be forgiven some don't
believe that all this pain, all this suffering, will come to an end. It
has to, it needs to.
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The Birds & The Bees..Why I Am Like I Am Today

I had 5 girlfriends before, no 6 girlfriends before I went into The
Army. First girlfriend, I think when I was 13 years old, she was 16.
Then in Jr. HS, she was my first real girlfriend, Carolyn. Also, while
in Jr. HS, Pam. Then there was Diana, a Spanish girl, very pretty and I
would meet up with her when I got out of the Army too. While in HS,
there was Mina and Lisa. Lisa is Asian. The closes I came to have sex
was with Mina, was already and stuff, but some one walked into the room.
We were in her grandmother's apartment. I was then off in The Army, sex
never crossed my mind.

I remember it was in September, and my room mate Curtis had a German
girlfriend. He introduce me to her and every now and then I would see
her about town without him. She would come up to me and we would talk.
She introduce me to her girlfriends if they were around. At the clubs,
she had plenty of her girlfriends around, and I would be introduced to
them. One day she saw me and said that she has a sister that's in
Denmark, and would I like to meet her. Her sister was coming to visit in
November, but she gave me her address and we wrote to each other.

In September we were told we were going to Graff for 30 days, and would
be back after Thanksgiving. We were leaving on November 2. The unit
prepares to go to this training area like its a pullout, moveout for
war. Everything gets packed up. I was in my room, it was about 8pm.
Curtis comes busting into the room. His girlfriend's sister is here at
her house come on lets go. Curtis was shit faced drunk too. He handed me
2 pills told me to take them. Like a dunb ass I did. I told him she
wasn't suppose to arrive to later on. He said too late for that lets go.
The thing was, the unit was pulling out at 4am. So, I got my M16 and
gear, we jumped in a cab and headed to her house.

The 2 pills he gave me, were a known drug that people would take, my
first time, they called them Mad Dogs. They made me feel woozy, VERY
woozy. When I entered the apartment, felt like I was entering another
world. Very freakin light headed. Along with the fact I was nervous
meeting this woman for the first time. I don't know why or how, but I
ended up alying on the floor. She entered the room and this is what I
saw.

Laying down I was looking backwards, the room was dark but there was a
light on in the hallway behind her. She had on a night gown thay covered
her to her ankles, and I could see thru it because of the light behind
her. What I saw amazed me. All I seen was a shodow her her outline,
curves and all. She knelt down beside me, she was very pretty and her
english wasn't all that good. Her sister came in and spoke for her.
Curtis had told her that I never had sex before. Wondered how he knew?
And then we made love.

I don't know... no, I have no memory of actually performing. All I
remember is the sounds. That's it. Next thing I knew, we were rushing
out of the apartment to head back to the Post, unit was pulling out, and
I was still fucked up. No biggie, all I had to do was get on a the back
of a 2 and a half ton truck and enjoy the ride.

There ws talk about me after I woke up about me having my first time. To
this day its somewhat of a blur. But I know why I am like I am today
concerning woman and sex. Wanna know?

Here's the deal. From what happened for my first time, I was left with
the impression that if you want to make love, have sex or even fuck some
one, you just do it. You don't have to get to know anyone, as long as
both parties can agree to that's what they want to do. You can see a
woman on the street, any woman, and want to have sex with her, and the
woman could and probably does feel the same way too. But woman, some
woman, are just bought up thinking that that's not what good girls do.
Us men, that's different story. Its no game though. You see, you like,
you tell them what you want and what you would like to happen. Simple
like that. By no means is it any disrepectful to the female. Why waste
time?

Ok woman, I know you see that fine azz guy on the street, and he doesn't
eeven has to be all that good looking either. You're just looking
to..ummm, say get your groove on, no strings attached. What's stopping
most of you from taking it to that step is because of a number of
things. One, 'good girls' don't do that, and 2, 'I don't have to be like
that'. So what's wrong with asking for what you want? So we play this
game, you put us men off, make us wait. You want us to take you out and
such. But you know from the beginning, the first couple of minutes, if
you're gonna sleep with us or not.

Then there's the other type of female, and this one really gets me
upset. You know you're gonna sleep with us, but you want what you
want...first !! To see if he is gonna spend money on you, take you out,
pay your bills, get your nails and hair done. Hey that's all up to you,
get yours, but what would be nice if you state this from the jump. See,
that way I, we, know what we are dealing with.

I have no problem with a female doing this or that. It lets me know what
I'm dealing with. When you go to buy bread, you don't just grab the
first loaf you see, right? You look at a couple of loafs first. I know
some women, who are just like this. They will tell you straight up what
the deal is, and I respect them for that. If I want to play, I have
to...well you know. Then its again up to me to take things another
step.

While I'm at it... I have NO problem paying for sex. Now don't get me
wrong here. Ladies, there's a way, and you know how ya'll do. But when
in Rome.... while in Germany, paying for sex was no issue. Here
stateside, you're a trick, or a john. In Europe, its a business, and I
just read that they give a discount if you come to the place of ill
repute on a bicycle. Isn't that something ?

Tired, I'm @ work, and I should do some work.
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US Army Pt. 9 and Bob Segar

It was a Tuesday, I had a 3 day pass. This was in conjuction with a
Training Holiday for My Batteries, so I had Friday off too. I didn't
have any Guard Duty for Saturday & Sunday, plus I was owed a day, so I
was off on Monday. 6 full days off, and all in a row!! Early that
morning I was at the Banhof, buying a ticket to anywhere. I was really
enjoying seeing the German Rat Race, going to and from, to work. It was
nothing compared to a daily commute in NYC, but it was close enogh. Had
me wishing I was home. One thing, I never once got homesick, strange huh
?

I was standing on the platform, not waiting for anything, just taking
pictures. This young woman was sitting crossed legged on the ground
reading a newspaper. She had a brown wickered basket besides, I named
her Little Miss Riding The Train Hood. My control of the German language
at the time was horrible, I was known to say the wrong things in German.
I approached her, and ask, while pointing to my camera, could I take
some pictures of her. She said yes.

This young woman came alive to my camera. Her smile wasn't fake, it was
real, and she was having fun. People on the platform stood around me
watching, thought I was a professional photographer. I did have a 35mm
SLR camera, I felt like a professional. Her train came, she kissed me on
the cheek, left her number on a peiec of paper, and was gone. 45 minutes
later I was on a train to I don't know where. I took a lot of pictures,
all the time, this woman was on my mind.

Got back Monday evening to my unit. Everyone was wondering where I had
been at, and I told them I went on a trip. See, if you stayed in the
barracks all the time, you were labeled A Barracks Rat. There is way too
much to see and do in Germany, all you have to do is get up and go. I
went to one of my friends room after I upacked and stuff and to tell him
about this woman I met at the train station. When I got to his room, he
had this guy there, his name is Bob Segar.

I didn't know it at the time, but Bob Segar is a music guy, some band or
something, I didn't know. But this Bob segar was German, and he was way
into the real Bob Segar. Oh, by the way, you're not suppose to have ANY
non US soldiers in the barracks, nobody is suppose to enter the
barracks. This guy hung around after duty hours for a couple of weeks,
going from room to room just hanging out. By this time I had got my
pictures developed, and some how he made it to my room. Walked right on
in while I was looking at my pictures. He spoke english rather welll
too.

While he was looking at the pictures he game across the young woman I
had met at the train station, he told me he knew her, and asked me did I
like her. I told him yes. He said he would get in touch with her, and
tell her. A day or two went by, and after duty hours, like clockwork he
came by. Came to my room and told me to come with him. We started
walking towrds the housing area, and then we went into the woods. In
Germany, there are paths in the woods. You could go from town to town on
these paths without hitting the main road. Germans are good for just
going out walking. I guess that why today, I like to walk where ever I
go. After 20 minutes of walking we came to a house, on a large piece of
property, he told me to wait while he rang the door bell. Some one came
to the door, and he went inside. Afetr about 5 minutes the same young
lady came running out, jumped into my arms, and dragged me into the
house. Her englis wasn't all that too great, but ahe was introducing me
to her family, mother, father, sisters and brothers. Bob Segar was
translating for me for a while, then he said he was leaving. I thought I
was too, but no, I was staying the night.

We became good friends throught out my tour in Germany. This woman was
really cute. I took her everywhere with me. My friends wanted to know
how did I meet her, and I told them. The funny thing about all of this
was that I was a virgin at the time and somehow she picked up on this. I
guess that's why I never made a move on her all I did was just kissed
her and feel up on her. My first time for sex was soon to come. Believe
me, I was shocked and amazed.
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