Bob Love Diaries
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One of the last times that I got together with the friends of my high school church youth group was back in 1993. It was the holiday season and many of them were returning to Denver to visit their parents. Chris was going to school in Ft. Collins, Travis was just out of the Navy Seals and Eric was back from... I don't remember where actually. The four of us had been great friends at Church and at the time we were quite popular there.
What we used to do to cure the boredom of living in Colorado was four wheel drive through the mountains in Chris's Chevy Blazer, and this is exactly what we chose to do for our last meeting.
Together in the mountains, we spent the day walking through train tunnels, hiking, pushing boulders down mountain sides and off-roading. A hillbilly's dream vacation. Then as usual, we would stop for pizza on the way back to sit a reminisce about old times. But before we got to the pizza place this one last time something happened that made this story much more memorable.
He yanked on it several times, thus breaking all and any existing comfort zones I thought I had. All of this going unnoticed by the front seat. When he stopped, there was an awkward silence. I faked laughter and looked at Travis trying to read what the hell he was doing. Less than 15 seconds later he quietly placed his left hand on my right thigh... and stroked it.
Now I'm not sure how clear I've made it on these pages but I am not attracted to men. At the time I was still a virgin and subsequently probably had a sissyish way about me that could've raised the suspicions of a Navy Seal.
My first reaction was
to pull away and look at Travis in shock... and if I remember correctly
that's exactly what I did. He was looking at me directly in the
eye with a slight smile.
Several months later I moved to Chicago to pursue my heterosexual interests and lost touch with all of them.
I still to this day have no idea which of these 3 is the correct answer. I saw him one last time in 1994 at Chris's wedding. Travis was married and had a kid. Of course no mention was made of the "Right Upper Thigh Incident". He was deep into the church-going, wholesome Christian family routine so it would have been awkward to bring it up. But I do remember that Pulp Fiction had just hit the theaters and I assured him that it was a movie he had to see, appropriate for the whole family. I made him promise to take them to see it because I loved the movie so much. I never heard from any of them ever again.
To me this counts as another broken love connection.
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