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…on the way to the Alamo…
She told me she already had plans for the night but she would go out with me soon. So since she lived just around the corner I followed her to her house so I would know where to pick her up. She had just got the latest Beetle album, Revolver, and we listened to Eleanor Rigby while she showed me the cool new lamp she was lucky enough to get. Lava lamps had just come out and she got one of the first ones. Then right in the middle of one of my best lines she looks me dead in the eye and asks me, "Do you smoke weed?"
"Sure! Doesn't everyone" was the reply, without skipping a beat and on with my bullshit. While I was babbling on she got in her purse and got out a joint and handed me my first taste of sin. So later on while everyone else was in various states of drunkenness and/or love, I was off from the fire, all by myself, smoking my very first joint. A few nights later when I went to pick her up I got there early and she wasn't ready. She told me there was a joint on the table, to help myself, while she finished dressing. I was so fucking hip. Sitting there getting blasted while this partially dressed WOMAN did her womanly things, treating me as a complete equal. Already, Judi had earned a very large and dear piece of my heart and thus began one of a handful, of the real friendships I've known. We went to the drive-in movie that night and should have went in her car. The bug was cool but was no rolling motel. After the movie we went to a quiet beach where no-one would bother us, laid our blanket in the sand, got real cozy, and I passed out!
In the morning, when she was still civil to me, I knew I had a real friend. Later on, when she was back in the bay area and I was hanging out in S.Cal, sometimes I'd hitch a ride up to the Bay area and spend a few days with her.
One night that stands out we did way too much of everything and went to the Fun Zone at North Beach and laughed till it hurt. Not long after that she quit her job and moved to the Haight(Ashbury). The last time I saw her I made a run from the Lake (Tahoe) to score and went to her place and when she came back with the goods instead of shoveling a little into the spoon, I just stuck the spoon into the bag and got a big kid issue. That was so much fun I did it again--3 times. Then Judi tells me I haven't even tried the other "stuff" I bought. But by then I was way to high to hit myself so I let her do it. The one and only time I ever let anyone else hit me. Later I heard that she had hit the skids and intentionally over dosed herself.. Whatever came to pass, in my memories she's still laughing, loving and full of the sunshine of youth. ...and she ALWAYS will be.
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