May 23, 2013
"Glenn Kramer"
Glenn Kramer is one of my best and longest known
friends. We grew up together in a small
central California coastal community called La Selva Beach, and except for a
15-year period when we ran in different circles after high school, have been
close friends our entire lives. He's my
best client and one of my very best friends.
He loves me, and I do not take that lightly.
I have met only a small handful of individuals who have been
able to maintain their love for me for more than a few years or so. I am a very high maintenance individual. Demanding of myself and of others, especially
when I care about them. Like my dear old
mom used to say… "All I'm trying to
do is help you to be perfect… just like me."
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It was at dinner that Glenn told me he'd decided to turn
back. I wasn't too surprised. Disappointed yes, but not surprised. I'd prepared myself for the very real possibility
that Glenn was just not cut out for a cross Country adventure with someone like
me. There were no hard feelings, at
least not on my part.
But the teasing and kidding I'd been giving him about his
parking maneuver and his battle with heat stroke had taken its toll on
him. He wasn't happy and said he'd be
heading back to spend a few days in Las Vegas the next morning. Oh well, I'd done all my previous road trips
solo so I was certainly not gonna let his lack of ability to laugh at himself,
keep me from enjoying myself.
I felt bad that we were separating, but I hope he recovers
from the drama & trauma of this
trip, and decides to ride with me again someday. Glenn and I have always had our differences,
and will probably butt heads again… but in the end and from the heart… we are
from the same Tribe, called: "Brothers
from different Mothers."
I wasn't more than 10 miles out of town before I'd
completely gotten over the problem with my friend. Glenn and I are close and we truly love each
other, but our personalities are not very similar. I'm better on my own. I have yet to find anyone who can enjoy my
company for more than a few days, without taking some time alone, or else
suffer from some sort of insanity or other mental disorder.
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