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1965: Needing a job in Hawaii, being a haole from the mainland just arrived, dreaming of life in Paradise, a shy virgin nerd from the Pacific Northwest, I was out of my league being immersed in lusty tawdry old Honolulu walking distance from Waikiki. I would assume a very dirty job as a used car lot boy while attending private college run by the Catholics and visiting real life rubbing shoulders with the comings and goings of prostitutes frequenting my place of work.
It's Diana," I corrected him, "just call me Diana." He got his boxes and bags moved into the basement, and then he came up to see the rest of the house. "Where's your husband?" Dion asked. "I wanted to thank him, also." "Oh, he's out of the house," I breezily replied. "He's a senior engineer for an oil company. He's always off setting up new sites, so he's away a lot, sometimes for weeks at a time. He won't be back for at least another week."
A beautiful story about two young lovers who met on Valentine's Day in the mid-60s, how they fell in love and married that summer. The tale of the good girl and the bad boy, and how they made it work, together still.
The One button and the Zero button, the buttons that get pushed all the time, stopped working on Waldo’s microwave. The dead buttons bothered Waldo. Because of his piano keyboard. Most songs get played near middle C using maybe 52 keys. Waldo found that all those keys that never got used open up a new universe of music. Before Waldo was thru, even the god, herself, stopped weaving the tapestry of fate for a moment while she tapped what passed for a foot to a music never played before.