Category: My Life As A Voyeur: Living Vicariously
For those who may not know what a devotee is, it is someone who desires to be with a disabled partner. That is the simple definition. Opinions about this topic vary. While some people recoil in disgust upon the mere mention of the word, others have come to accept what devotees are.
Rick and I had been playing wheelchair basketball and it seemed like his mind was elsewhere. If you read part 1, you’ll remember that I suggested he and I forget our troubles by going out with some friends of mine.
When I got home I had made my third phone call before I landed two female friends of mine that were easily convinced to go out that night. Gina suggested we meet at Plaid, on East 13th Street. Her sister was a bartender there and she’d have her get us in. My good friend Barb had told me about that club, so I quickly agreed. But before showering I needed to call Rick.
I’ve recently taken up a new hobby – wheelchair basketball. One day not long ago I was down at the gym with a few friends, shooting some hoops for fun.
“Damn,” I said after Rick had missed his seventh consecutive shot. “You can’t put that in the bucket to save your life. Somethin on your mind, bud?”
“I’ve learned that all a person has in life is family and friends. If you lose those, you have nothing, so friends are to be treasured more than anything else in the world.”
- Trey Parker and Matt Stone, South Park, Prehistoric Ice Man, 1999
I love to watch a movie or read a book. My extensive collection of videotapes and DVDs is an escape from reality for a couple of hours. Whether it’s watching Sean Connery in one of his famous Bond movies or Halle Berry strutting her stuff, there’s nothing like a mindless flick for me.
