ADONIS: Handsome God of Desire and Manly Good Looks.
Well, in order to do this story justice, I really have to go back to the beginning.
Okay, it really wasn’t the beginning, not even close.
But … it was the beginning of my relationship with Eric, an Adonis, a friend, my husband’s number two, a fellow child of South Florida.
Eric is the closest I’ll ever come to know on this earth of Don Juan. He has a way of making a woman feel like she is the most desired, most comely creature God ever made.
I’ve seen him do it. And it doesn’t matter her age, her station in life. He seeks out the woman who should be getting the most attention at any moment in time, he knows these things intrinsically.
And he grants her whatever it is that she deserves, makes her feel like the goddess that she is.
How many men can do that?
So, it’s 1988 in Miami, a real homecoming for me, and Bill and I have moved back to Miami with our two very young children.
Bill is there to open the Miami Arena, and I’m along for the ride.
And really enjoying Miami again, BTW.
Bill is the boss that we all wish we could have.
So over the years and to this day, I’ve seen men and women alike fall in love with him.
Who could blame them?
He’s not perfect, but if Eric is the closest I’ll ever come to Don Juan in this earthly realm, then Bill is the closest I’ll ever come to God.
All women should feel that way about their husbands, don’t you think?
Okay, back to the story.
Bill hires Eric, we all get to know one another. He loves our kids, they love him. He’s family now.
And then, Bill gets offered a position in Memphis opening up the Pyramid Arena.
I absolutely love that building and love Memphis, too.
Guess who our neighbor was, on the far side of the lake?
Red West, friend of Elvis.
If I’m not mistaken, he was the one who rescued Elvis in high school when some of the other boys were jealous and wanted to cut off Elvis’s offensive locks.
And guess who came to Memphis with us?
We were five peas in a pod in a delightful city.
Until that is, someone was needed to “do SuperBowl” in Tempe, Arizona in 1996.
It takes a long time to plan a SuperBowl, even just a part of it.
And we arrived in Tempe in 1994.
We were all heartbroken, but left Eric behind in Memphis.
And, boy, did he get to work – fast!
All of a sudden he was married and a father.
Then a father of two and then three girls.
Truth is she’s just as beautiful as he is, and they somehow managed to bring three beautiful daughters into the world.
Fast forwarding now to 2008. The SuperBowl is in Arizona again.
And we’re in Arizona again.
Bill has something to do with the SuperBowl indirectly.
And the Giants are in the SuperBowl!
I have to backtrack a little bit.
I don’t know quite how to put this in a polite way.
Let’s just say I was more than a little taken aback when the morning after we were first together (1976), Bill leaves rather hurriedly as he has a ticket to see his beloved Giants.
It was a Sunday morning, and I wondered if I’d ever see him again.
Little did I know.
So, Bill has two tickets for the SuperBowl.
I was really busy, I had a lot of papers to grade, so I give up my ticket.
So now the question is who gets the ticket?
Well, it didn’t take us long to figure that one out.
Again, I have to backtrack, but here’s where the story gets really interesting.
Eric’s marriage is on the rocks. He’s back in South Florida, separated from his wife, an adoring father.
Eric’s mom wants to do something nice for her son because he’s understandably depressed, so she decides she wants to take him on a whirlwind tour of Manhattan, see a Broadway show or two, the whole shebang!
Eric’s wife has started to put his things aside for the inevitable day that he moves his stuff out.
She doesn’t know quite what to do with his handgun, so sticks it in a pair of his tennis shoes and goes on her merry way.
Unbeknownst to them both, Eric grabs the shoes for his trip to New York and sticks them in his carry-on luggage.
Well, you can imagine what happened next!
Of course Eric was arrested. And guys, do you know what happens when you’re arrested trying to carry a lethal weapon onto an airplane?!
“Bend over and grab your ankles!”
It’s called a cavity search. Guess which cavity?
So Bill and I look at each other knowing full well everything that had transpired trying to determine who should get the most sought after ticket on the planet.
And we blurted out at the exact same time, “Eric!”
It’s SuperBowl morning and none of us are sure if they’ll let Eric on the plane.
But, they did. And the rest, as they say, is history.
Needless to say, I didn’t get any work done.
I was sitting home just like everybody else screaming at the top of my lungs!
I can’t fuckin’ believe he caught that! And I can’t fuckin’ believe he held onto it!
They were both on Cloud Nine when they got home. And it was so nice having both of them there.
Eric and his three girls have since visited. I took them up to see Sedona and Slide Rock.
It’s very comforting knowing it won’t be the last I see of them.
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