1962 East London - Chocolate Shake

It vaguely registers with my senses that someone has ordered a vanilla milkshake. This is outside of my reality and I push the thought away.

We're at a corner cafe near the Eastern Beach. I was fortunate enough to be allowed to join my Aunty Noleen and her older friends on a trip to the beach. The highlight of the afternoon was of course the very special treat of a milkshake!

It is simply inconceivable to me that anyone could or would want anything other than a chocolate flavoured milkshake. I mean, chocolate is the best. I can still think about other flavours (as a choice by other people) but vanilla? Vanilla is no flavour at all. No, I shut that one out – the concept niggles at the rear of my consciousness but it doesn't bother me.

(7 years old)

She said Yes!

 
I was flying out to Utah and Jane was flying in from her show in Clearwater Beach and we met at the airport and got to spend a few hours together. So we drove down to Manhattan Beach and walked out on the pier.

We were very loving and in comm. The surfers were on the waves and beach was golden. On a whim I took her in my arms and said, "I have a question. Let's just keep it light and spirit of play."

She looked at me.

"Will you marry me?", I proposed.

"Yes!"

Leaving for SLC

It was very hard to leave Jane behind but work was available in Utah and I had to go. Six months! We've never been apart that long. But you do what you have to do and this too shall pass.

Ice on the water

In Sunny So Cal - who would have thought? The birdbath was iced over. But the Tulip tree is in full bloom.