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Page 2 of 5 But why Jamey Jordan?
Monica interrupted my thoughts, “I’m bringing Jamey to see you. He wants to leave me and our life together to marry you. Can you believe that? After 26 years--“
“What?!!”
And that’s how I found out my dear FFL – Former First Love – was LIA – Lost in Alzheimer’s.
I hadn’t seen or heard from Jamey Jordan in over 35 years. And I never met his wife or kids. Ok – I DID hear a few tidbits here and there about them; the Benz, the boat, the Botox.
You ask, “How does news still travel through the old neighborhood’s grapevine?”
Well, it’s an art of delicate seek-and-tell. That’s black folks way of ‘staying connected’.
Just don’t ask who-told-who’s-business-to-whom. Or you might get your feelings hurt.
Anyway, I slowly sat down on my favorite kitchen chair; the one at the window.
Monica launched into a long detail about Jamey’s accident; how he wrapped his truck around a tree on the way back from visiting his brother, Dennis. One thing I learned quickly about Monica – she can talk! And talk, and talk.
She then gave a blow-by-blow of how she got to the accident scene just as the Emergency Techs (ET’s) were putting Jamey onto a helicopter stretcher. The ET’s wouldn’t allow Monica to ride to the hospital with them, so she jumped into the Benz, and raced back to town. She reached the Emergency Room at the same time the ET’s were handing Jamey off to the trauma unit nurses. (Damn, that Monica is a driving machine!)
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