View Larger Map that's a line from one of james's autobiographical songs. he told me they kids would be sent out to kentucky each summer to get them out of the city; when the others would go back home to LA, james would stay behind as long as possible. he loved the farm life, the hard physical work, the hillbilly kinship, joking affection, & no-nonsense manner of his large family there... some folks upon hearing my new married name have joked, "oh! that'd be funny if you were like bettie page," but tho i am not except for the bangs i've now worn for 25 yrs, which are rampantly popular in certain scenes, she in fact was one of his dad's cousins... i know when i was in my 20s she was my role model because i learned she never drank or smoked, & back then people would remark i had a physical resemblance to her (only ever in the most generic sense, i think); she also was a teacher for a while... then come to find out yrs later she also struggled w/"the black dog," as churchill called it... i hope that she died happy. she had some rough incidents in her life, some her fault, but seems to've been someone who tried to live right, really rather innocent, in her way... well, blablabla... today we valentines drove to long beach & had sodas & cheez-its & peanuts while enjoying uncle dave's patter & fine jukebox at his artsy ultra-clean watering hole, then had texas bbq & georgia pulled pork & cornbread & greens & ribs while enjoying more great music, getting us in the mood to take our trip finally, back to the bluegrass state & the beloved family james hasn't seen for 30 yrs, me, never... depending on time, maybe we can take a day or two in memphis... memphis! i love memphis!... either way, we are so excited to anticipate adventuring together! this finally will be our honeymoon. we cannot wait!!!!!!! :D :D
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