OK, so a woman didn’t give me the blues that summer. At least not beyond the blues of missing her back home. And I’m pretty sure none of my friends – then or now – call me Superman. But Hank Jr.’s voice and boisterous style infiltrate your psyche and convince you that you’re the guy singing. I was a formerly unfeeling-now-lovesick Superman. I was a country boy capable of independent survival.
1985 Ponil staff. I'd tell you which one I am, but I think you'll figure it out. Click on pic to enlarge. |
That second summer
at Philmont found me facing my second long-term separation from my first-ever
girlfriend. Our first was the three-week winter break just two weeks after our
meeting Dec. 1, 1984. If I thought three weeks was miserable, three months was
sure to be a near death experience.
It wasn’t. I was
busy selling supplies and taking inventory and enjoying the Southwest scenery
that surrounded me. And Marybeth stayed in touch. She sent at least a letter a
week, sometimes two, minimum eight pages of fancy stationery with lovely,
loopy, girlie writing. Once I even received a care package with cookies. They
weren’t homemade, but the gesture was appreciated.
Here I am in the Ponil trading post, 1985. Go ahead, make fun. Facial hair was a challenge then. |
Then came the letter. MB’s mom was talking china
patterns. I’m not freaked out by commitment. I’m not opposed to marriage. MB
and I had talked plenty, as young lovers will, about spending our lives
together. We dreamed of that. But that little joke (I learned later it was
meant to be funny) somehow scared the 19-year-old me. At least that’s what
hindsight tells me.
It must have been
fear that inspired my own little joke. I wrote a love letter in response. Only
it was to an imaginary girl named Jennifer, whom I’d supposedly met at Philmont
– there were women on staff. The idea was that I’d mixed up my letters and sent
the wrong letter to my steady girl. Oops. Well, aside from some embarrassment when
her family asked what the latest letter said, she got over it and knew it was a
lame attempt at humor. Or something like that. Anyway, I was forgiven. But I
think it was the beginning of the end.
Anyhoo, Hank
Williams Jr. was one of our go-tos that summer. We heard him a lot. And, as
noted before, Billy Joel was in heavy rotation. So my playlist includes a
couple of random Billy Joel songs. Funny, the ones I remember specifically from
Philmont have absolutely nothing to do with anything other than that I first
heard them back then. So I chose others that tied to memories associated with
the time and location.
In brief, “Worse
Comes to Worst” makes the list because of the weird way memories work. I’ve
always picked up on one simple line from this song. It really has nothing to do
with anything:
“It doesn’t matter
which direction, though / I know a woman in New Mexico.”
It reminds me of my
departed friend Chris Farrar. He actually did meet a girl on staff at Philmont
in 1984. Dee Dee lived in New Mexico and Chris told the story that it was her
high school that makes a cameo in the 1984 film “Red Dawn.” It’s a tenuous
connection, I know, but it’s how my mind works.
And in a way it all
makes sense. Or at least it brings us full circle – talk of first girlfriends
and all. So there you have it.
PHILMONT PLAYLIST (One song to go)
Mountain Music -
Alabama
Seven Bridges Road
– The Eagles
Ghostbusters – Ray
Parker Jr.
Music Time (live) -
Styx
Slew Foot – James
McMurtry
Snowblind (live) -
Styx
Y’all Come Back
Saloon – The Oak Ridge Boys
Carolina In The
Pines – Michael Martin Murphey
Dream On (Single
Version) – The Oak Ridge Boys
Cool Clear Water
(Remastered) – Sons of the Pioneers
Malagueña – Carlos
Montoya
Big Iron – Marty
Robbins
Wildfire – Michael
Martin Murphey
Roll On
(18-Wheeler) - Alabama
Allentown – Billy
Joel
Margaritaville –
Jimmy Buffett
Man of Steel – Hank
Williams Jr.
Worse Comes toWorst – Billy Joel
A Country Boy CanSurvive – Hank Williams Jr.
Today's
Stats (Sunday, Oct. 27, 2013)
Temp: 55 degrees F
Distance: 4.19 miles (47 minutes, with wait for train)
Weekly Total: 12.51 miles
Treasure: Nothing today.
iPod Playlist (Shuffle):
Prove Your Love – Taylor
Dayne
Mutineer – Warren Zevon
I’m Only Sleeping – The
Beatles
Missing You – John Waite
You Run – The Call
Be Still – Storyside B
Long Day – Matchbox
Twenty
Lively Up Yourself(live) – Robert Plant
Race Car Ya-Yas – Cake
Exit – U2
Spirits In The Material
World – The Police
Nothing Compares 2 U –
Sinead O’Connor
Further On (Up The Road)
– Bruce Springsteen
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