This morning is the same as yesterday morning. Quiet. Absolutely no breeze. Nothing moving, including the water.

Yesterday turned out to be a beautiful day. Temperature some where in the 80s and no humidity. The evenings are best this time of year. Air conditioning not required. Sleep with the windows open.

My day yesterday started with an early morning visit to my internist. A regularly scheduled two month visit. I should have stayed home! She beat the hell out of me!

I have fallen backwards in just about every aspect of my health. She let me have it. Time to be  good again. Very good.

It is hard to change who you are.

Then a Lisa vist. Love her!

Following our visit, I walked! Duval from Square One to Mallory Square and back. Took 50 minutes because I was wearing crocs. I cannot deny that my doctor’s admonitions earlier had something to do with me walking yesterday.

I spent the rest of the day writing. When I mention writing, the term includes for me research also. Internet research.

Persons of note seem to be dying all at the same time. Yesterday, it was Roger Williams.

Williams was a pianist. The best! Popular tunes.

He came upon the musical scene in 1955. Autumn Leaves. Outstanding! To listen to, to dance to, to make love to. I was 19. She was 19. Her name was Terri Hoffman. I was at Manhattan College at the time. She at New Rochelle.

Terri was a day hop. She lived in Larchmont with her family and daily commuted to New Rochelle.

Terri and her family lived in a large apartment complex on the Boston Post Road. An apartment high up. Her Dad was an attorney working with a not for profit in New York. Terri had twin brothers. If my recollection is correct, they also were attorneys.

One evening, Terri and I were sitting about 500 feet from a country club in her home area. The club was located on the ocean near her home. We were sitting on some rocks by the water. There was a party at the nearby club. We could hear Autumn Leaves being played.

It was a night of passion for us. We necked. Period! Nothing more. Not even touching. This was more than 50 years ago and any more was unheard of.

Some evenings, Terri and I would dance in her living room to Autumn Leaves. Lights out. Her family gone.

I have thought of Terri periodically over the years. I have no idea what happened to her or where she is. Each time I think of her, Autumn Leaves is in the background.

Williams also is known for his piano renditions of Born Free, Impossible Dream, the Theme from Somewhere in Time, and Lara’s Theme from Dr. Zhivago. He was a heavy weight, for sure.

Again, all this remembering of Autumn Leaves and its related events took place more than 50 years ago. Another time. A different time. A time of carefree youth.

Enjoy your day.

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