chapter 4 - get back

so here it was july of '70 and hot hot hot. let me tell you ... it was so hot driving across the desert that i was tempted to stop at the mirage i saw and swim with those ducks!
oh but how did we get the money to make the trip back to FW? David worked for a good man while he was in high school and that man, Mr Celli, had sort of taken David 'under his wing' and was really great to him. he loaned us his gas card so we could get repairs and gas.
hope Mr C knows how he helped us.
we arrived in time for the funeral and it was too sad to discuss here - at least now. we stayed with David's mom for a bit in the garage room out back. and we soon discovered that the nausea and faintness & inability to eat that i experienced was not the heat.
as nearly as we could figure, we conceived our son in the same moment that David's dad had died. that in itself is a special kind of miracle - to see both transitions: death and birth together.
our first goal after the funeral was to find work and an apartment. both were shortly accomplished. David found a job about the 3rd day in and i searched until i found the place i wanted. i did as i always had done w/o even realizing that lots of folks do not live as i did and would not understand ~ i envisioned having already found it. and it was there with the needed rent amount and the space as well as the area. i was working those MBO's early on!
we moved into our duplex around Sept, that year. very interesting time.
our neighbors in the house were a couple about our age with a baby girl. the wife spoke when she saw us but her husband was not so civil. in fact the extent of the lack of civility would be evident in time and then a miracle would occur that left us all with goose-bumps.
i will tell you of that change of heart episode when i get back in here...soon.