Looking at a specific event from when I lived at the Sumner House in Santa Cruz, I feel the need to share. I stole some blue long johns from a visitor who wanted to meet me.
My infamy, and Joyce Kim wouldn’t have been part of it until a year later, was developing. I was meeting Leila and during my stay at the Sumner House I was also to paint. The earliest sign that I was coming into people’s awareness was a visit by a guy who asked to use our laundry machines. When I came home all that remained from his task were his long johns. My housemates told me about the visit. I took the long johns to my room. When he returned for them, he asked if I took them and I told him no. He must have left me with a problem; I would eventually have to deal with him because I disrespected him and stole his long johns when really all he wanted was to meet me.
After many years and I had gotten used to the public knowledge and visits and such, he managed to embezzle money from me. Needless to say I learned what he really wanted was for me to pay him fifty dollars out of my pocket as reimbursement for his long gone johns.
Years again, I know that he hasn’t forgotten about me. I believe he settled in Covina where their water is blue.
45 PERCENT 