As I sat in my chair one Saturday early afternoon, the phone
rang wakening me from a soon self-induced coma. I answer it and immediately
make myself known that I am still alive.
“Hello?” ‘Hello’ is my standard greeting, except for
Christmas Day, when I go crazy and say “Happy Christmas” or “Merry Holiday”,
making sure to offend everyone.
The voice on the other end starts in immediately, and I am
flung back into the past and one of my favorite people. Pete San Chirico the
Photographer www.petersanchiricophotography.com
is on the other end!
I know Pete from the old days: in fact we had lunch one day back
in 2012 on a March day. Pete was with another great guy from the past named Dominick.
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| Dominick, me and Pete |
Pete and Dom as I
call them, are like a husband and wife team, bickering, teasing and correcting
each other like they have for years, and if you sit there, you will be
entertained by it all.
After 3 hours and a
few Manhattans later (like the old days) the check is placed on the table:
Pete: “Dom, I left
my wallet home!” (He had just taken it out a few moments earlier)
Dom: “Why do I
always get stuck with the check? Joe he does that to me at breakfast too! Well
I don’t have enough cash for you!”
Pete: “Well use your
credit card!” He then takes out his wallet and pays cash!
This is exactly what
I deal with on the phone.
When I answered the
phone, Pete says that Dom mentioned me at breakfast.
Dom: “Pete, are you
going to call Joe?”
Pete: “You got the
phone number! You were supposed to call him a long time ago!”
Then Pete tells me
he winds up calling. To get back Pete tells me he has Dom in the car and will
put him on speaker phone, but I should say: “Hey you #^&%)@! Son of a
bitch, you don’t call?”
I do and…
Dom responds by
saying:
“Hey Joe, Pete tells
me you never liked him at work, is that true?”
And so I will go to
lunch with these two characters, laugh myself silly, eat like a king and hoist
a few, and I have it all because of an old pal named Bruce Green.
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