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DaRk AnGel : Why Home : December 2005 : Renee - Merry Christmas wherever you are…

Renee - Merry Christmas wherever you are…

Renee was a woman that was supposed to come, put me in my place and vindicate the women and the women's movement.

It was the 1970's and I lived in a commune that was woman heavy. This simply meant that at any given time the ratio of man to woman was usually 1 to 6. There was camaraderie in the fact that we all worked for the same goals as a member. Yet there were also some instigated rivalries. I loved the attention I garnered by picking on people in a non menacing way and took every opportunity to harass the womenfolk.

One lady named Patty, had a friend coming into town to stay with us. The soon to arrive visitor was named Renee and was supposed to put me in my place! All the women were waiting. The few men that lived there snickered quietly, hoping that the women were correct. Time to knock this guy down a peg!

What really got to the women was the role I was playing. I was intentionally acting like a latent macho pig. I would make comments that seemed funny and in jest about women, but with always an air of faux seriousness embedded. Renee was supposed to the feminist to cure me, or show me my evil ways and cause repentance.

The biggest line in the house was that "women were the foundation of our country." I could not tell you how many times I heard that. Even in my sleep I swore I heard the voices whispering it. It became the banner for the women of the house. Anything I said was greeted with that response somewhere in the discussions or bantering.

Renee arrived on a Saturday. As any other weekend day I was not at the house. I ran a flea market that supported our endeavors in the community. But word came to me quickly that Renee was in town. Each person in the house that stopped by was looking for a reaction, some fear, that I was about to meet my match. I chuckled inside with each, happy for the entertainment that the family was getting out of all of this. As the day ended and I walked the 8 blocks to the building we lived in I was smug. I was sure I could handle anything.

I envisioned this gaunt hate filled female Tasmanian devil that would attack the minute I was sighted. I was sure I would meet someone that was totally into the women's movement, who would garner respect out of me by any ways necessary. Someone with less couth and tact, that I myself had, was there to teach me about women. I was prepared as I opened the door and walked into the family room.

There was Patty and next to her a lady that seemed totally unhappy about being where she was at the time she was. (I found out later that she was sick) She looked up as I came in and I was introduced. Everyone around watched and waited.

Then Renee smiled.

I was smitten.

We stayed up most of the night talking, and went to bed long after the last of the other people that lived there. There was that instant recognition of a kindred spirit. She was the nicest person I had ever met - real, sweet, and profoundly beautiful although not in a physical way.

The next morning when I arose, I went to get some coffee and Patty happened to be in the kitchen. I was grinning from ear to ear when I saw her. She looked at me quizzically and asked what I was smiling at..

I looked at her so I could savor the moment when I replied.

And at that moment, Renee came out from my room.

I smiled and said, "I laid the foundation" as I saw the look of defeat on Patty's face.

Renee and I were together for two years. She was and I am sure still is a very very special lady. I hope her life has been full and happy.

Some things never go as planned. I never envisioned life without Renee in it. But it was to be. Patty never envisioned Renee and I being such a match.

It just goes to show, some of the curves that life throws aren't so terribly bad.

Renee - Merry Christmas wherever you are…