Later: I thought I’d lost this notebook for good, and it would have broken my heart, Richard. I have so much of you in here. However, this is what happened. I was in the Crow’s Nest, and my neighbors, whose names I now know are Steve and Rozzie Davis, were there, too. I’d gone up to an LGBT meeting to which nobody else showed up. I had my notebook with me. The band started up, and a group got together to do the Bunny Hop through the kitchen area. I joined in, well, got dragged in by Rozzie (who is just as you could picture: an overweight but not fat, bleached blond with black roots, wearing a too-revealing top). Steve had on Walmart jeans and a T-shirt that proclaimed Jack Daniels is my Friend. f**k Bill W. It was fun, actually, until the end, when she turned and squeezed me you-know-where
