Wyatt:

I'm lucky I found a good woman who I can trust, who was my queen for my children, who I can lay my head on her lap when I'm troubled, talk to about my deepest secrets, not afraid to be betrayed by, will stick by me when times are hard, will share her total self, helps me when I need her, protect me as I would her, and most important she loves me, my wife. ~ Roberto

By Wyatt (207.8.207.65) on Tuesday, May 8, 2001 - 12:07 pm:

Roberto,

I too, just love the love of a GOOD woman. I welcome the difference in culture, color and thought. It is a very beautiful world, when I see all God's children getting beyond the trivial matter of race, to love those who deserve love and even those who don't.

I find black women equally attractive to white women. I have not had the same experiences with black women as I have had with white or hispanic women though. It has to do with being raised the way I was and not a color thing. Socially, I am more comfortable in typically white settings and activities and so I don't have many daily experiences with black people--especially social situations. So our paths rarely cross. The kind of music, art, cinema, cuisines, physical activities are not shared with the majority of black Americans and so while I would love to have social relations with blacks and would have welcomed dating experiences with black women in the past-it was not easy and very sporadic.
But, when I see a beautiful black woman, and especially a really intelligent woman, I and very attracted to her--though I would not act-because I am married. I admire all women though and have great respect for women in general.

By Roberto (205.188.197.59) on Tuesday, May 8, 2001 - 11:01 am:

Wyatt:

There was a time when I craved for the touch of a black woman, now I crave for the touch all women. ~ Roberto

By Wyatt (207.8.207.98) on Thursday, May 3, 2001 - 04:42 pm:

Roberto,

I remember my last black girlfriend. It was in college about 14 years ago and she was a senior and I a junior. Her name was Elisa and I really cared for her, but at that time I was a virgin and wanted to stay that way while in college. I loved her company and thought that she was beautiful, but she had a major self image problem, which was hard to get over. I think because I would sleep with her she thought it was about her looks or body. she was a larger woman, but that never bothered me. I would have continued the relationship, but it seemed that my values and hers clashed. I still think of her from time to time, wondering if she is working in her field, if she ever married, etc. We broke up over the fact that she found a lover(sexually that is) and he was my bestfriends roommate.

I did have one other lover who was biracial after that and went on two dates with black women after that, but never had a serious relationship with a black woman since. It was so hard to meet a black woman after college. so few in the professional world and my neighborhood and social life was far from black society.

By Kansascity (209.242.125.134) on Sunday, April 29, 2001 - 03:05 pm:

Remember when everybody use to ask each other what their signs were? I stopped doing that. I refused, after a while, to tell my sign because of not wanting to be labled. Also, how could anybody get to really know a person thru the prisms of signs. Then, I read somewhere in the Bible that we are not suppose to consult the occult (Divination). I tried to rationalize that astrology signs were not a bad thing. Besides, I did not want to have the image of being the 'baby of the zodiac'.
My last black love who was my first husband (I've been married twice) often warned me of the dangers of the occult. He had seen and witnessed the damage done to people he knew. I have never forgotten his sage advice. He is a wise man in his own right. But, he and I agree that we refuse to be drawn into that vortex.

Conversely, I wonder how the 3 wisemen knew to follow that special star to Bethleham when Jesus was born. It was foretold? How? Was it the use of astronomy or astrology, or both. That was in the old testament and new? I have not read the whole Bible. It would take me forever to understand it all. Maybe, if I read a little bit of it everyday....but, must make time for this. However, I am convinced that 'dabbling' is dangerous and must be avoided. Too many people go off the deep end when they get involved in it. They can often end up in mental hospitals.

By Kansascity (209.242.125.134) on Sunday, April 29, 2001 - 02:57 am:

Roberto, i have lived life fully, and yet have lived in poverty and been deprived of what most people want and consider worthy of having. I thank God everyday that my life did not go the way of so many women of my generation. I have had experiences that most will never have. I am alone now, but never lonely. I have got so much responsibility taking care of my family that there is no time to polish my nails.

By Roberto (152.163.195.187) on Sunday, April 29, 2001 - 01:05 am:

Kansascity:

You have a unique introspective of life that makes you stand out from the rest. My father use to say that his generation was fighting Jim Crow Laws (designed to keep black men in their place from white women) to make it better for me and my brothers and sisters. For the most part that was partially done. The problem that now exist is to fight the self destruction that is the final solution of so many young people today, because they can no longer deal with the complexity of life. Kansascity, if we are to survive we must have control over our own destinies. We can no longer save everyone, but only ourselves and those willing to change themselves. ~ Roberto

By Kansascity (209.242.125.124) on Saturday, April 28, 2001 - 11:41 pm:

I remember Sam Cook's songs....Lord, I miss that great music of that period....nothing like it before and nothing like it sense....Although, our parent's would probably feel and say the same thing about the BIG BAND era during the war. I guess every generation has their memories and their music.
I use to think me ...our generation could change this old world. What a let down to see what is happening to so many young people now. It seems the fox got into the chicken coop. While we were trying to save the world others came in with their hidden agendas....which are all out in the open now. There is still nothing we can do about that. The only thing we have any control over is how we handle ourself...and what we tell our children. Hope they will listen.

By Roberto (205.188.199.172) on Saturday, April 28, 2001 - 07:22 pm:

P.S. Kansascity:

You write as a woman who has experienced life fully. If you would like some true idea of what I was at that period of time long ago listen to Sam Cooke's "I Was Born By The River", and listen to the lyrics. ~ Roberto

By Roberto (64.12.105.33) on Saturday, April 28, 2001 - 06:36 pm:

Kansascity:

Harry Hippy was one of my old favorites soul classics. I'm not sure as the lyrics tell it, I was sleeping all over town as you might have hinted. ~ Roberto

By Kansascity (209.242.125.83) on Saturday, April 28, 2001 - 04:05 am:

Remember when Bobby Womack sang "Harry Hippy, I think I'm going to have to put you down?"
I am sorry to hear about your friend, Robert. She sounds like someone we all would like to know. Her killer still has to face their Karma. In the end people who do bad things really never get away with it.

By Roberto (152.163.195.209) on Thursday, April 26, 2001 - 07:55 pm:

It was made known to me recently that an ex-high school girl friend of mine was killed a number of years ago. She was murdered, but her killer has never been found. She was a black woman. I will call her Ms. V. When I met Ms. V it was at a high school football game party. She was then a beautiful woman. It was a time when relations between a black man and woman was special. We saw the upheavals that surrounded us (Vietnam, The Civil Rights Movement, race riot, changing values and mores between genders, and political assassinations) as truely revolutionary times. Ms. V was the person who broke my isolation with whites in general, before Maria. It was Ms. V's associations with the "long hair hippie freaks" as I use to call them that got me involved into politics initially, and it was she who introduced me to the more extreme radical left. She had a brother who was involved with the black panther party. Ms. V was a dynamic young woman, she for me to this day exemplify what black women use to be like, strong and dedicated to black men, wanted a strong black society, put others before herself, and from all accounts was a fantastic mother and wife.

I write this post on her, because one of the songs she loved so much was a ballard sung by Jerry Butler I heard on a radio station today while leaving work. It was on station 95.7 "Classic Soul, Jazz and R & B that played "For Your Precious Love" that brought a tear to my eye in rememberance of a woman who truly meant so much to me and represent an era forever gone. She would have been the last black woman I would ever have a true relationship before I went into military service and started dating and eventually marrying outside of my race. We parted our relationship due to my own differences with the liberal left, but we remain friends until I left for Asia in 1972. Who know how different my life would have been if differences of views and politics did not entered the picture. How many of you brothers out there remember your last black love before you went into interracial dating and marriage? Can you say too, that your "last black love" was full of good rememberance or not? ~ Roberto