I remember us all in that  band room that I built; always loud and cheery and no harm going on in there hey, our Collective personal moments, We'd  all play  sock ball in the warehouse & laugh our heads off for hours and then we'd all set up and sing, playing music for the rest of the night in our Earthly space, the Sticky brown carpet with stains all over it, that loud music & mad Improvisation to the max. Ash,  beer, spray can art; that Haight & Ashbury madness & the stories that you knew about everyone.  How it was everyone else who was the problem !  

Oh yes Thursday night was always cool ... It's  Kinder  like "The Big Chill " now isn't it ?   

I told you    "You'll be running this business one day"   I  remember the night you told us about finding your natural Mum -  but if I only had really known you.  Were you given away like an old door Mat, I have wondered    I had heard three great stories in that same week, just as good as yours;  What were they now ?  Oh yes; 

This great looking Woman welcomed us  into her new  showroom.  She took us for a test drive in this hot  new XKR Jaguar and I mentioned to her of what a good week I was having, with your story  of personal triumph. Well she said,   "I have just found my father  alive  after 28 years" Apparently  her Mother had said he was a little less that satisfactory and had left her;  bugger!  Anyway this sales lady was traveling  to  France to Meet her Dad again. 

OO - OOO  I thought? Great Drama? And Magically,  somehow,   she would find her Father's love once more?   The mother had always told her lies, that she left him... because?   maybe he was an old muso, maybe a Gypsy, or could she have used deformation as the conditional reason, maybe he was a drug addict.  He should of got a Job she'd say to the Daughter. The real truth is always discovered?   Isn't it?   I mean Karma does repay its debts sooner or later. 

Said whilst driving she mentioned two words .... My Mother could only give "Conditional love"  

She told me that in her quest to find Dad,  she knew that love never hurt. It was an awakening that I understood straight away and this sublimation from teaching has formed some enlightenment for me.  

Anyway  to get on with it,  I had two people in one week with great stories. And then I heard  Ungus had found his Patience and I was so happy for him;  You finding your Mum  and well, this Sales lady finding Dad. Three stories, each a pearler and  I had heard these three great stories all in the One week, all in that same room you were crooning in .... The pictures are here somewhere.  I had told that Sales lady about  how Ungus' & Your lives had dramatically changed for the better as the test drive continued .  I told her  "Ungus & Mr. Piggy were so happy" and I thought this was just another good ending for the unknown qualities in  life.  The Ebb & Flow of  the tides?  But we all haven't got time for that nonsense have we.  And all of  these  stories I thought,  ......should be in a book and dramatized, Embellished. 

Anyway I thought I'd write and ask. 

How is your Mother? 

That verse from Patience was a classic.  "If I  knew you"    Great words she wrote for you   

You stood at the mike & read it aloud and you cried like a baby. 

We hugged you genuinely with  joy. We didn't treat you like that door mat ? 

Because you see,  we were all really  genuine People. 

We don't ever need to conspire or to use Children for our personal gains in this life.  

Isn't it good to reflect on the wonderful moments that happened? you  are sacked as Christmas organizer......Hopeless and profoundly boring were the comments that I'd heard.   So I thought I'd say G'day

I really look forward to seeing you again....sooner         OO - OOO  - Great Drama?