First day of College Orientation and I was scared to death. I was 17, hadn’t met my roommate and had no clue if I would fit in emotionally or educationally.
I met a gal who I saw years ago, 3,000 miles away. Also this guy, new as well, who just made my fears go away. He brought a blanket over and slept, unbeknownst to us, outside our locked dorm door (with my new roomie) and we’ve been friends for over thirty years. He found me, I thought it was my husband playing a joke on me because he was out of town, but it was him.
The VW comes in here as this Super Beetle yellow convertible was for local transit only, and to drive 7 hours home. He wanted to take me to meet his parents and the girl he wanted to marry. We did all that and I got into big trouble as I charged gas out of state. He married her, they have kids and I love hearing about them.
We’ve met only once since college, for lunch with my husband at the Ferry Landing/Fish Market. We have mutual friends I keep in touch with, like Led.
The God Squad (priest wannabe’s) confronted me and said nasty things and this gentleman came out and put this guy in his place. No fists, just words and he basically said I was his sister and to leave me alone.
I called him out on more than one occasion and the first time led to an entire night with two uncomfortable chairs in an elevator he disabled. Let’s just call that “Otis.”
We talked each other to death and that, I believe, sealed our fate to be friends forever. There’s no telling what path one might take in life. I take friendship seriously and this gent has had my back for over thirty years. He wouldn’t let me into the frat, but that will come. Maybe in another 20 years. Thanks, W! Cheers, Dee
Cooking with Dee 
If I’ve unlikely angels in this world, he’s one of ’em.