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Feb 24

Lydia ,

She was of Latvian origin .

Quite beautiful. she was a very fine woman and one that I let get away because of my own stupid arrogance.

She was an artist, I met on Telegraph avenue. She was trying to get started in sign painting.

I did help her find some work.

I am remembering her with regret. why ? Because  I let my arrogance supersede my heart.

I feel like I helped her in some ways but took advantage of her and did  not value the love she showed to me.

This was in 1975-76

The emotion I feel is of some sadness and  regret, I have few regrets in life she is one of them.

She had a good heart a good spirit and a lot of talent. I wish I had slowed down to appreciate and cherish  her.

 

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