The Dana Street Saga

Life in Berkeley thirty years ago;
Searching for love and meaning

Sunday, May 13, 1973 - 9:15 AM

Yesterday was a nice day, though chillier than Friday. Went up to the Med, walked up the Avenue, but without seeing anyone of interest. Came home, adjusted the chain on my motorcycle.

Called Athena. Some guy answered, and said she'd gone to work, so I decided to ride up to El Sobrante to see if I could find her at the A&W, which I did.

She was there, looking attractive in her mini-skirted uniform, but was very busy, so we could only say a few words when she brought the root beer I ordered. She had to work until 5. I told her I'd call her again some time.

Rode home via the San Pablo Dam Road, which comes around behind the hills. On a dirt road I was exploring, I skidded and fell over, and the gearshift foot lever got bent.

Got home, made some dinner, then tried to nap 'til 9 or so, but again I wasn't really able to sleep.

Oh yes, Wendy, Andy's coworker, was over at dinner time with him, and they were singing together. She was very friendly to me, showing me her new guitar, touching and patting me.

I like her, find her cute and nice, but I don't know how anything could be initiated without creating tension with Andy. She'd have to initiate, I think, for Andy and I to preserve a friendly stance. But he's got a close thing with Judy now, it seems.

Got up at 9 PM, and got ready to go out. Dennis and his friends from Reno were also going to Hard Times before his late gig again, so I met them there and sat with them.

Things were very dull at first. Out to Lunch was playing instead of Dixie Peach, and they were okay. But there were no girls there that interested me for a long time.

There was René, who finally danced with me, but wasn't very responsive to me, not looking at me much. She's from El Cerrito.

Then there was Jennifer, a cute slim blonde, but she wasn't very self-assured, and also didn't look at me much, but was moderately friendly. She just got here from Massachusetts with a girl friend, was going to Mexico for a few days, then coming back. She's a painter, studied five years at it.

I told her, "I hope I see you again," and she said, "Me too." But she didn't really interest me that much unless she came on more sexually.

Finally Dennis and his friends left. After that, I saw Deertree come in with her "old man," and I soon asked her to dance.

It was a slow one, and she got really close, with me responding. She held and caressed me so nicely, our bodies were so close. I got aroused, and we pushed our legs together so tight. I kissed her a couple of times too. I was overwhelmed at how warm she seemed to me. Afterwards, I asked her if she remembered me from before, and she assured me she did.

She had to get back to her old man, and they left soon, saying goodbye as we passed. Her old man is tall and young looking. She turns me on a whole lot.

After Deertree left, I started dancing with Pam. I'd asked her when she first came in, and she'd said no, more than once, but when I'd see her she'd give me friendly looks, so I persisted, and we finally danced, and got very close, finally hugging, kissing, and caressing on the dance floor.

At one point, I asked if she could stay with me tonight.

She told me she lives in Napa. She said she wished she could, but she had to stay with her cousins in El Sobrante (Teresa, whom she was with) and evidently it wouldn't be cool.

So I asked if I could come visit her in Napa, and she said yes. So I got her number (254-3825), will call her Sunday evening and visit her Monday, when she has a day off.

She's pretty, quite tall, and very responsive to me, a Libra (October 6, I think). I walked her out to her friend's car, after we'd sat in a booth hugging and kissing for a long time.

When I got back inside, though, I found that my jacket, shirt, and gloves had been ripped off. I couldn't believe it, and was really pissed. Unfortunately, I'd left my motorcycle keys in the pockets, so I was stuck.

I called Penny, told her my sad story, and she came to pick me up. I got my extra key, then we went back and put Pegasus in the VW bus, came home, and I went to bed around 3.

This morning I'm going to the Flea Market to try to find another jacket and gloves. Bummer.

7:10 PM

Went to the Flea Market. Didn't find any jackets I liked, but did get a pair of leather gloves, and got my keys duplicated. Also got some stretch cords for the motorcycle.

Visited Penny and did my laundry this afternoon. We had a long rap, after smoking a joint, on the nature of love, and the trips we're into.

I noticed with regard to mine, that I'm looking for someone who digs me as much as I dig them. If expressing my love or affirmation for them causes them to pull back, then it's because they have reservations, or otherwise they would dig my expressions of love just as I do with someone I dig. And that therefore, I should continue to express it, even if it prematurely forces the end of the relationship, as such relationships aren't fulfilling anyway.

In a way, it's better to get "wiped out" early in the wave than later, because you have less distance to go to be ready for the next one, to use a surfing analogy.

I notice I'm on the upswing emotionally, digging Pam, looking forward to what might come with her, though I shouldn't let myself get much in the way of expectations (though I already have). I like being with her, she expresses love, is responsive to me, at least so far.

Anyway, I've been trying to call her for the last half hour or so, but can't get through. Her line is busy, or else the circuits are. It's Mother's Day, and a lot of people will be calling long distance tonight.

Anyway, I'm looking forward to going up there tomorrow.

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