Archive for December, 1993

New Years Eve: 1993-12-31

Friday, December 31st, 1993

Looking backward from 2009-11-29.

I should have stayed home, because I had this nasty cold which, I never did get completely over until March of 1994.  But I went because it meant spending time with [Emeebee].  No matter that by this point, she’d established herself as quite selfish and insensitive to my special needs as a vision-impaired person.

05:00 PM: I think I took the bus up to Beaver Creek, and [Emeebee] met me, and drove me to the party.

07:00 PM: We went to this person’s party, who attended Group Interaction along with [Emeebee].  I did not know him well.  But he was very friendly and intelligent, and I enjoyed conversing with him though my throat soon began screaming with pain. 

11:00 PM:  I started feeling very bad.  My fever rose, and the dizziness began, though I had nothing to drink. 

12:00 AM: We watched the ball fall and blew the noise makers, banged pots and pans, and broke balloons.  It was sort of fun.  But the aches and sleepiness just would not quit, and only got worse as the night progressed.

12:20 AM: I asked [Emeebee] to drive me home.  She refused, saying that she had no intentions of leaving until well into the next day, and even then, she would only take me to the nearest bus stop.  It was up to me to wait in the cold at two intermediate stops for up to 45 minutes at each one, for the connecting bus.  I don’t know why her behavior this night surprised me.  After all, this was the lady who just a few days earlier, refused to turn the heat on in her car for me as we drove from Altoona to Dayton in sub-zero weather. 

12:30 AM: She would not budge.  So then, I became angrier than I’d ever before (or since) been with a woman.  Fortunately though, I kept my wits about me and just turned away from her.  I called for a taxi.  But none were available for nearly three hours, and no one else at the party lived anywhere near my home, some twenty minutes down route 675, in Miami Township, Ohio.  So, I resigned myself to being stuck at this party, at least until mid day on New years day. 

02:00 AM: I made the best of it, trying hard to conceal my disgust and hatred of this woman, who was devoid of compassion. Finally, people started leaving and before too long, there were just several of us left, and the host offered to let us stay overnight.  I stayed, for I had no choice. 

More in the next post.

Tom Hesley