A Temporal Progression…………….#143 (the 70’s)

Returning to the Piano Bar

Returning to a solitary performance

Gary no longer an aviator of the road having removed himself from the  band, realizing it’s been over ten years since enacting a solidary performance.  But once seated behind the piano bar at the Congress Inn on the NW Expressway the melodious conversation flowed from the keyboard with appreciative acceptance.   The musician was thankful for his Penn Apartment rent painting agreement and had a good working relationship with management, the couple having set their sights on an up upstairs, 2-bedroom, street entrance,  fireplace,  balcony endowed apartment if and when it became available.  As temporal progression would have it, it became available and with a little persuasion Gary agreeing to paint the two bedroom apartment and the one bedroom apartment they were vacating, the complex manager agreeing to let the couple make the  move.   Life at the Penn Apartments improving, Jan having acquired some front desk experience working with the band member Bob Wallace’s lady companion Vicki responding to a help-wanted ad in the paper for a front desk clerk position at  a motel north of the Oklahoma State Capitol on Lincoln Blvd.

The Congress Inn on the NW Highway

The Congress Inn on the NW Highway

Good for cementing everything but a relationship

Good for cementing everything but a relationship

Paul Ambrose,  the cousin of the anomalous Glenn Froman also finding  residence at the Penn Apartments,  his latest project being to purchase a parcel of rural property and construct a residence.     Paul succeeding in his prospective,  acquiring land in nearby  Cleveland County, the property just south of the small community of  Noble, an unincorporated rural location having no water or sewer facilities.  Paul determining an immediate enhancement of a well would be first on the agenda, followed by  the installation of a septic system asking Gary if he would be interested in assisting with the project for a token reimbursement for his time and mileage.  Paul contracting out the drilling of the well but his reflected heritage of  rural Indiana concluding a home-made cement septic system rather than a store-bought tank was in order.   The two workers intimating the ground  removal,  forming a split level  double tiered cement block application at Paul’s direction,  Gary retrieving his electric cement mixer from the S.W. 46th Terrace residence, the idol mixer once again finding a meaningful purpose.   The construction of a cement block residence beginning, the staking of the dimensions completed but discovering an immediate problem the two never having laid cement blocks  unable to  properly establish the all important corner blocks.  A call to a professional to square the corners enabled the two to begin the process of composition,  the walls of the project beginning to arise with a semblance of identity.

Transcon Termina Oklahoma City

Transcon Terminal Oklahoma City

Paul having use his Kerr McGee eighteen wheeler employment as a stepping stone to a trucking company who had turned down him down for lacking sufficient road experience,  his new employer being the  nationally celebrated Transcon trucking company,  acquiring a  Oklahoma City to Los Angeles route. During his Kerr McGee employment when he had completed his deliveries he would deadhead back to Oklahoma City, but with Transcon there was no deadhead, he would sometimes would have to lay over in Los Angles waiting on a return load.   The trucker finding the longer away from home time element limiting his availability for his home building project and to top it off  discovering that his live in girl friend was involved in extracurricular activity during his long haul road absence.   His disparity bringing a halt to both ambitions,  Gary somewhat what thankful to be relieved of his commitment to Paul,  the laying of the blocks wasn’t as difficult as he had anticipated, but the amount of time to commute to Noble and the lifting and pouring of the 94 lb sacks of cement in the mixer that was troublesome

Lincoln Blvd's line of Motels

Lincoln Blvd’s line of Motels

A return to the memories of the past accepting  a piano bar nightly performance at an old club with a new name, The Fifties Club.   The Untouchables last having played this  Classen Circle club over ten years earlier  when it was endowed as the Hi-Lo Club.  What was ironic,  the new owners Bob and Julie,  a couple from Boston whom Gary remembered from the old Hi-Lo Club days mainly because of the their Bostonian accent.   Jan’s front desk assignment at the Lincoln Blvd motel looked to be a steady position, Gary having visited with the two young owner entrepreneurs Art and Don on several occasions while waiting for Jan to finish her shift, the two very much aware of Gary and Jan’s relationship.  Gary did have some reservations about her fraternization with guest after discovering a letter written to a visitor from Australia that was worded such as for him to believe there was more going on than a platonic relationship,  but he and Jan worked thru the event.  Gary was blindsided by the news,  Jan announcing that Art and Don had acquired an additional motel in Albuquerque and that Art had asked and she had accepted to accompany him.  Gary at first being naive at a loss to understand the unfolding events, then the cloud lifted, there was more going on than just a job opportunity recalling an earlier event in the past week.  Arriving early to pick her up and after waiting a half hour, her and Art suddenly descended from an unoccupied room and when questioned d she shrugged it off that the two were just checking a vacancy.  The next morning when she arrived Gary confronted her about Arts relationship,  she answered by gathering her clothes and accoutrements from the apartment loading them in her car, apparently having made up her mind to end her and Gary’s year-long relationship.   Not wanting a further confrontation he remained outside the apartment until the lady had finished then watched as Jan, her dog Mitzi and the Ford Torino left for  Albuquerque.

 With Jan’s sudden departure the increments of despondency prevailed,  the bereft of her presence giving misguided delusional thoughts about Gary’s worldly presence.  The Fifties Club nightly engagement and his music  providing a solace in attributions of despair, the club owners recognizing his despondency introducing the musician to an unexpected person, Arts previous girl friend.  Gary not interested in dwelling on subject of her and Art’s relationship but remained in conversation long enough to determine that she wasn’t surprised at what had transpired.  Gary making  a last effort placing a call to Albuquerque but being told that Jan was unavailable but found Art coming on the line,  the conversation was brief confirming his interest in Jan but non committal as to his intentions, Gary upon hanging up  placing a call to florist sending a dozen roses to Albuquerque.  The musician nights at the club were tolerable a result of meaningful resolve,  it was the daytime hours of painting in the solitude atmosphere of a vacant apartment that he would browbeat himself searching for an answer to whether he was the perpetrator or victim of the turn of events.  Gary having finished his responsibility at the Club for the night, owners Bob, Julie and another couple extending the musician an invitation to join them for a bite to eat, when he was told he had a phone call.  Gary perplexed in all his years of playing never remembered having received a phone call while at work, answering it was Jan.  She was calling from the 7-11 across the street from the Penn Apartments,  unable to get in the apartment because she didn’t have a key to the deadbolt, Gary was dumbstruck, “what happened?”  Jan “We can talk when you get here.”.

 

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