There were four of us. Young, beautiful, full of life. We all met up in Mill Valley, a place to be in the late 60’s, early 70’s. Do I need to name drop? We were healthy, happy, wild and crazy young women. We were sisters in spirit. And when it got too wild and crazy we all ran to Maui which in 1973 was perfect, I mean fucking perfect, Not too big, not too small. And we were young and beautiful and wild and crazy. And we had fun on that perfect island. Later we moved on to marry, divorce, bury children. Life. Laughing and Crying. And before we knew it were were in our 60’s; Seniors, Grandmas’ even if we didn’t have children.
So forty years later, one committed suicide, one is in a nursing home with serious health issues, one is just to begin a serious health journey and then me.. I don’t have health issues; because I don’t go to the doctors.
I just got a great fucking haircut. There is nothing better for a woman at any age, then a great fucking haircut.
The Buzzy Donahue Show 