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An original watercolor painting 24″x 30″ on museum board by June Pauline Zent
The next morning a large truck pulled up in the driveway. Two guys got out and knocked on the door. ” June Zent?” one asked. They returned to the truck and pulled a huge TV out of the back. “Bert Reynolds said to bring this to you”. The kids were beyond excited as they rushed to move the 10 inch screen away and watched this monster positioned in its place.
Later Buddy told me that he had taken it out of the tree house: a literal small house placed high up in the trees at his Jupiter ranch. He said that he used it to escape when things got chaotic there. I could see that it was not new so that explained it. He asked me to come out to the ranch because he wanted me to meet someone. It turned out to be Cat Dancing, his famous horse. She was at the far end of a very huge corralled area. I jumped up on the fence, sitting at the top. Buddy stood beside me. The horse snorted and pawed the ground then began to run straight at us. I froze, but my instinct was to get the hell off that fence. Buddy laughed, “she’s jealous of you”, he said. She came to within twenty inches of me , stopped abruptly, turned around, and ambled back to the far end as before. I thought, “the first time is the worst”. Sure enough she repeated this intimidation for several more passes but by now I was on to her and kept my seat. However, I was convinced that If she could she would have stomped me into the ground. My next encounter with her was less traumatic. Buddy had a plan that he was not sharing.
Buddy was not well and in spite of a testing barrage they couldn’t diagnose the problem. One doctor believed It was something to do with his jaw that was causing dizziness. Another said hypoglycemia, and so it went. He continued to call and visit regardless of not feeling well. He like to sit on the floor and bounce a beach ball at Billy, my autistic son. I think that he wanted to teach Billy to catch the ball. On one occasion I was prone on the floor watching this action. Suddenly Buddy stood up and walked over to me . Looking down the said, ” have you ever had an irresistible urge?” “Sure” I blurted. with that he reached down and lifted me off the floor by the seat of the pants. shocked! was an understatement. I sucked my breath in then yelled! Shock value was part of his modus operandi. We both began to laugh and he headed for the door. By the way he never again presented wearing a highfalutin Liberace style cowboy outfit. He wore jeans.
He called in the early evening to tell me that a movie of his would be playing that night on TV and asked me to watch it Knowing that I had never seen his movies. It turned out to be a car chase with some questionable characters racing across the country and getting into trouble with the police. Something and the Dixie Dancers? I think. It was a forgettable movie with him creatively chewing gum for the whole two hours. Ring, ring. It was him. “How did you like it”,He asked. “Well”, I said, “you chew gum real good”. He choked, then started laughing continuing for several minutes. It dawned on me that I had just insulted him but he didn’t seem to mind. I think he knew that the movie was stupid. He said, “next time I want you to watch Deliverance”. I agreed and having seen it my faith in his talent was restored. That was a movie made for more than money!
There is a whole lot more to this story and after my fingers recover you will see it in the continued fourth. Hope to see you here!