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The time: October 1971
The place: Toronto suburbs, Canada
AN INAUSPICIOUS MEETING
EXT: Parking lot of the local hangout, an Italian espresso bar/billiard parlour.
It’s a sunny and mild Sunday afternoon in March 1971.
Several males and two females are engaged in conversation,
surrounded by the latest muscle cars of the era.
LAURA, a lanky short-haired blonde, is grieving the recent breakup of her relationship.
DANIELLA, of average height and build, with long auburn hair, is a free agent,
juggling several suitors and taking none of them seriously. She too has had
her heart broken recently and is determined not to get serious with anyone.
A black Camaro pulls up and two males get out.
FEDERICO, the mustachioed driver is of medium height and slight build,
with light brown hair in a fashionable “shag” haircut.
ANTONIO, slightly shorter and more muscular, is clean shaven,
with a swarthy complexion, hazel eyes and dark, shoulder-length hair.
They join the group.
Meet my old friend from Italy. We used to play soccer together.
Hi. What’s your name?
ANTONIO replies and LAURA pulls a sour face.
That is also the name of her despised ex-boyfriend.
DANIELLA laughs (at LAURA).
ANTONIO grabs her arm, scowling.
(in a heavy Italian accent)
What’s so funny ’bout my name?
DANIELLA pulls her arm away, thinking “what an asshole!”
They glare at each other.
This is a true story. Names have been been changed to protect the innocent and the guilty.
As mentioned in the ‘D’ post, when my husband and I first met in March (1971), it was a case of instant, mutual dislike. We became platonic friends after he offered me the use of his car to escape a barroom brawl one night in July. Imagine my surprise when he asked me out on a date that October! I was unattached and still recovering from a trauma earlier in the year (see the upcoming ‘R’ post on Apr. 21st), so there was no reason not to go. The rest, as they say, is history and here we still are, over four decades later! Playing on the radio that fall was the Pop Tops’ (a Spanish band) English language rendition of ‘Mamy Blue’. It takes me back to those intoxicating days when love first bloomed:
It’s been said that the opposite of love is indifference, not hate. Do you agree?
Looking forward to your comments!
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