03/24/2007
THE "KEY PEOPLE" IN MY LIFE
As you all know I leave a key in my trunk because the latch is broken and because it has become
a "Key" interest for the people of my fair city. Spring with its smells and warm sunshine gives way to a new
and brighter season taking our senses from the black, dirty, gray, winter must be the reason the Key People in my life came out in herds as they did the first day of Spring and today, the second day of Spring. If it is grey and chilly I dont hear from many of my Key People, but when the sun shines their hearts shine for my best interests. Today was a Spring day and the new breed called Key People were out again and they were using their own language again, me being the only one that can understand it. One young lady followed me into a parking lot,
parked her car and came over to my window to tell me I had left my key in the trunk latch. I looked up at her face and felt guilty. She was trying to help me to the point she took time to follow me, park, get out of her car, walk over to me and offer me her time and help. She had pretty blonde hair under a red beret' hat that matched her red three quarter pea coat. Her complexion was soft and white as it could be while still looking alive, and pure. She was pure and that is why I felt guilty. Her lips were red if you can believe it because who
wears red lipstick anymore? She did and pulled it off with perfection. What a sweet child of the Universe this was. I thanked her with all I could pull up from within myself as I had lost that beautiful 'something' she still had. My life consisted of work and more work and when I saw her I wanted what she had. People used to want what I had. So what? Allot what! Because now I am driving around with a key in my trunk to get attention and or find material for my column. More like the later and in doing so I have learned much about society and my small corner of it all. She was precious and the sort of person I would want in my life, for a niece, or a
daughter, or a co-worker. Then there was the woman in the old cadillac. I am on the freeway going 60 mph drinking from my water bottle when from my peripheal vision I think a car is coming very close to min, in fact too close. I dismiss it as my problem with hiway anxiety. It happens again and again and I then listen to my peripheal. I put the water bottle in it's appropriate holder and I do the "look over." Sure as hell this old woman is trying to
get my attention in a manner as inappropriate as her toting on that cigarette. This woman is for sure driving her vehicle swirving towards my lane and away from it. What the heck Fred? I look at her and she is totin the cig and waving the language arms and swirvin! I wave the language back as fast as I can afore this woman kills us with her swirving/language. Who the heck takes such drastic measures to tell someone there is a lone key in their trunk latc?. Listen, most keys that open the trunk, DONT open the car doors or start the car. So many gadgets with buttons that folks dont know it so they do all sort of strange things to let me know I have a problem when in fact they do. There were more Key People in my life today, but those two women were the key to many answers to life for me. An older woman in an older cadillac and a younger woman in a new Toyota helped me this day. Each from different ends of the earth and me in the middle. Both kind in their own different way and shouldnt we honor each of their paths?
