***The Roots Is The
Toots- The Music That Got Them Through The Great Depression And World War II…
…
yes, they had had their minute, their lovely minute, their minute in time, in
the time of her time, a time when frankly she thought that she would never find
love, not find it anywhere. He had come into the café all brash, all beautiful,
all beautiful not handsome, a fistful of decorations on his dress uniform that
told her, told any citizen, that he had seen hard battle, done his duty,
seemingly more, done it honorably, and had survived without boast. But there he
was for all the world to see, for her to see as she brought him a glass of
water and a menu. He said he was ready to order even before she had put the
menu down, “the house special, please, ma’am.” She said Delores, not ma’am and
something in the way she said it gave him some courage to ask more about her as
she waited on him. He kind of lingered until he asked her if she would
accompany him around town, make his time before leaving go easier. She
hesitated, almost said no, and then when a certain hurt look came over him she
switched and said to herself “why not”.
And
he didn’t make a false move all three days they were together. He took her to a
show, they had some dinner, and walked for what seemed like hours talking about
this and that along the Charles River, almost up to Harvard University and then
back toward the Back Bay. Then the moment of truth, would she stay with him
that night at the Park Plaza. By then she knew in advance that she would say
yes, and so she did. They made love, got up, walked around the town, downtown,
took a subway ride to Harvard Square, and came back and made love again. And so
they spent their three days, her lovely three days, and when she saw him off at
the South Station trains they kissed, shook hands, and parted. That was the
nature of the times in the time of her time. And for a time, a long time
thereafter she would sometimes walk that Charles River route from the first
night and get a little wistful…
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