Premise:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Final Act:
Post Script:
| Why do I like animals and some humans? I always liked animals. When I was fourteen I discovered a new animal that I was very interested in. |
Chapter 1
| Never mind where, but I met a girl who was conquering the boys playing pool.
I was fascinated with the Kat because girls didn't play much pool in those years. I thought I had already grown up but in reality I was beginning to mature very quickly.[1] I'll remind you about what you think about people doing a thing called dating. All people infer something different about dating.[2] I wasn't interested in this until then. In any relationship my initial “rules” were very simple. If she and I both liked something, "sounds good". If either of us do not like something then "it's out". See, no double standards. It was and is still simple. I liked Katherine for a lot of reasons but the important ones to me were these following things. She was very intelligent and I never knew what she might be up to. There were no double standards there either. You can always "win" without winning every game. I was lucky because I learned that if everyone wins occasionallly like 50% then life ends up being a lot easier for everyone. |
 Obviously we were not in a bar. I play pool very well. I play many games of anything. Kathy was beating everyone in this place. When I played with her she lost but I still like life's big games. I wanted a date and she did win 50% thereafter. Was I just letting her win ? She'll never know... but somehow we both won them all.[4] |
 14 years old. My primary transportation. No one hitch hikes anymore in 2016(now) and we couldn't afford a bus. Forget ten miles on a skateboard.  |
I still couldn't afford a car or legallly have a license so we could do anything in the only way it was available. Talking some older people to drive us,
ride bicycles or walking. That's when things got interesting - when she asked, “My father's not home. Do you like sailing?” My brilliant response was, "Huh?" I had seen pictures of boats. At that time neither of us was in the mood to propose our wedding but aged 14 imagine what we did instead? |
 This island was where Kat and I went in 1972. This picture is 1905. What changed? Color film and bricks instead of dirt. In 2016 they added only golf carts – but not here on "Main Street". |
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| Most people on this island[3] just walked. I took one of these pictures and the "other one" built in WWII but neither of these have changed much. The building shown in both is the same one. One is taken from that building looking up the path. The other picture is the reversed picture. |
Chapter 2
 This rare boat is similar to the 34 foot yawl that we borrowed in some important things that aren't found much these days. You do notice the wood. We called ours a bigger boat that did have a motor and an inflatable life raft. We never wondered how much $ it was worth. Who cares what clothing we had ? One was definitely a life jacket in case we fell off. |
I decided to take the day off from my school and I rode my bicycle down to her house in a beach city on the west coast of the U.S.. Up until
then I hadn't been on many “dates” at all. I learned that when something happened on my first rather serious date. Like most people my life did
change forever. First, let's define 1972 as nearly ancient history. Although I was one of the school's photographers, they loaned me a camera so I didn't own one. So that picture is very similar to some of the ancient boats. The boat belonged to Katherine's family so we didn't technically steal this 34 foot boat. We did borrow it. Now, consider this very carefully. Would you trust two fourteen year olds with very limited sailing experience to “borrow” this boat? Remember, in '74 there were no cell phones or computer PCs or GPS navigational aides. |
| Did we get in big trouble? Everyone does, but Kat and I really had a great time anyway. A lot of
fun that I will never forget... Don't take this the wrong way.
This woman is still beautiful in my mind. Speaking personally and somewhat harshly, she gave me the best present I've ever gotten. What did I mean by that? She taught me how to live and what she called – the right kind. |
 Pick your own boat parking lot. This Santa Barbara berthing wharf in ~1613 looks like a XMAS parking lot at any shopping mall or any freeway at 5:00pm. |
| If you are never happy then what is the point of living? The entire point of this explanation is actually simple. If you're happy sometimes waiting for fun is how the entire world wants to live. Living in this world end up with the same result. The problem is that there are limits to your allotted time and that "allocated time length" is not your choice. I learned from her that we all die and we aren't allowed to choose how. This may sound weird but my thanks to her because I learned earlier than most. Life is dangerous but I still do exactly what she suggested to me. There's absolutely no reason to hurt anyone else. Instead I just wanted to be happy and I can always share those hypothetical emotional feelings in my newly created or generated lifestyle. Of course, unfortunately, there are a relatively smaller group of people that do know what I learned a lot earlier in my lifetime than the majority. Generally, was she a bad girl? For the record, my answer is no but she was exactly what I needed. Why? I did and still do thank her a lot for my life's future at least partially realistic or psychological intention or goals. |
 This island has a population of about 4000 people. 90% of them live in one city where the tourists go too. Is there any other way to live on a rock there with no water ? I dunno. The Bison do. Look at the clarity of that ocean water in southern California. |
 This is the biggest building[3] on the island. Most of the original inhabitants were Marines so this thing was built as a ball room to dance in. Figure that one out. In the 70's it was a movie theater but I think that was closed too. Now it's probably a casino. |
 This is the same street I showed before. Compared to the inhabitants there are 1 million tourists here every year. Going anywhere else on 90% of the island requires special permits. |
 Unlike my previous picture of boat parking in Santa Barbara, no one lives in these because there aren't many affordable ways of getting to shore for more beer. Those buoys didn't exist whenever that I can remember. |
Final Act:
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Once in awhile, very young people do get a quick peek at life's worst realities. When I was fourteen years old, Kat, my first really best
girlfriend died. Why? Just "naturally". Believe me, that was a really untimely awful experience.
We all die. I didn't know if she knew that she had six months left to live with cancer (Acute Lymphocytic Leukemia).[6] There's a good chance
that she did. That's always the worst way to go - knowing when. Then. I understood that and why. Here's the majority's secret. Most other young people don't really believe that they're mortal.[6] Maybe anything bad happens to someone else. Not to me. How on earth did that event improve my new life? I know that this sounds like a ridiculously stupid question. These questions really don't apply to most “lucky” people. Did this event create my "new" life? Yes. Is that good or bad? Mostly Here's How Lives Work When some people get older they call it their midlife crisis.[5] They begin to realize something that what kids under thirty predict - that everyone will eventually become physically inferior and they just die and there is no way to avoid it. Then "younger" humans finally realize that everyone's entire life's process is very traditional. Then suddenly, Wow, what a surprise about some people's lifetimes' shortened elapse or some called gypped. Everyone seem empathetic on any life's typical progressive succession but that just doesn't happen for everyone. People are sympathetic for hospitals that cure cancer affecting youngsters. Most of you don't understand the difference between “cure” and “treatment”.[7] All that a medical doctor says about these definitions are exactly “We'll try”. What doctors can't or don't predict is the amount and number of treatments are required. Some people donate money that are guaranteed to expand life's continual happiness until you're over 25yrs-old (historically) and you and your bodies are considered useless. Traditionally useless means sexually not untimely reproductive or replacement of food producing farmers. These are the basically the only thing that we do. Around 460 BC someone called Hippocrates named another physical problem. Since then, I think the two major medical discoveries were Willow tree sap and bread mold or rotting apples which someone else called aspirin and penicillin. People still sell a lot of these medical miracles. Now, back to cancer. Any improvement on curing it?[8] No. First, let's work on something we call "a cold". Again, Did Kathy and I ever get in trouble for stealing his MD doctor-father's boat? Nope. Since I was fourteen I also learned a few new things. The worst thing that most parents have is losing their own children. This might sound terrible but I'll say it anyway. When you are young enough to look forward to their new lives and learn that you might die any time isn't bad. It's a gift. I just gave you the same gift. The real problem is that when you get older, all of your younger abilities to do or have fun at anything disappear quickly. |
Post Script:
| I don't know when I wrote this other one – thirty five or forty years ago. If you think I was always a “bad”person, you're right. I met another “bad” girl two years later. No one would ever replace Kathy. She was the best teacher I ever had.
You'll think I'm greedy for some reason. I didn't need anyone to depend on me. So I wanted a girl who didn't want to get married or have children either.
Women like that are rare but I found a wonderful one anyway and we simultaneously understood the following encounter:
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| By the way. Sometimes you fully plan out your life.... There are always more surprises anyway. |
References or notes:
| [1] Does anyone Not know what I'm saying or implying? [2] What is a date? Everyone have different definitional opinions
[3½] I think this building was here before WWII to feed everyone.
[5 ]What does psychological mid-life mean? Everyone have different opinions. There is always space for your own (and referenced to you) [6] U.S. Population Die when and why female 122 both sexes(296) [7] Define "treatment"
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