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)
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