Patrick’s Story

Thursday, January 6, 2011

I was in Philadelphia for the Kappa Centennial celebration.  About three, maybe four, months prior, I ran into a good friend, who lives in Philly, in L.A. at a conference.  We’d lost touch, and promised to stay connected.  So, when I got to Philly, I let her know, and she invited me to a happy hour at R2L.  That’s about all my lawyers will let me say, except to acknowledge that Quinetta wasn’t feeling me at all.  But, she was cool people.  I ran into her and her crew the following evening, and we became Facebook friends…

2012 - 2015

We remained friends, and I got to know her a bit better.  She had a great sense of wit, was obviously very intelligent and had a love for life.    Our travels allowed us to cross paths a few times, and we caught up for a drink, or brunch, but in the back of my mind, I was starting to check for her, but I knew she still wasn’t feeling me.  All this, despite all the subtle hints and flirtation we both did.  I finally worked up the nerve to ‘go big or go home’ as the old folks say – I planned a trip to Philly, on the backside of a work trip, to see her.  We connected, had a GREAT night…and I left just as I came – a friend.


…the last time I saw Quinetta, it was in D.C., just prior to New Years.  We continued to flirt, and play, but by late 2015, I was committed to making my intentions known.  I asked her to make time for me.


So I responded later letting her know I wanted her time, and let her know when my calendar was free…and I pursued her relentlessly.  Until one day, I convinced her to make a last minute trip to see me…and I’ve been the happiest man alive ever since….

``Letter to Hermoine`` (written by David Bowie)
The hand that wrote this letter
Sweeps the pillow clean
So rest your head and
Read a treasured dream
I care for no one else but you
I tear my soul to cease the pain
I think maybe you feel the same
What can we do?
I'm not quite sure what we're supposed to do
So I've been writing just for you