As we rolled into 1995, my roommate Larry and I decided early in the year that we needed a change in our living conditions. He and I had moved into the Woodman Park apartments in the Spring of 1994 and soon realized that our ideal arrangements were different from one another’s.
Lisa had been staying with me for well over three months and the two of us bascially lived in my little room, listening to music and watching Laserdiscs. Tesla’s new album Bust a Nut was one of my favorites during the early part of the year. Larry continued to have parties and friends over. Much of the partying I wouldn’t have minded if they hadn’t played their country music so loud and came into my room to ‘borrow’ CD’s, a few of which were stolen. My first reaction was to put a keylock on my door. As we got closer to Spring, Larry took the hint and we mutually decided to have his name removed from the lease and have Lisa’s added in his place. I regret that Larry and I parted ways in this fashion as he was one of my very best friends – which goes to prove how moving in with a friend can kill even the best of friendships quickly. We have not spoken since, but I would very much like to see him again.
Larry originally had the larger room, so the first order of business was to move out of my room and into his old room, relegating the other room to a sitting room (and bedroom for Ashleigh when she spent the night). She was living with Christi and Briana at Joy’s house, this being after after Christi and Billy had already separated.
I was working at the Beavercreek Kroger as an Assistant Front End Manager at this time and Lisa was working in the same place as an office helper. Both of us were still attending school, Lisa full-time and me part-time. I had dropped down to taking one or two classes a semester at this point, in no hurry to get a degree. I guess I really had no future plans at this point and was just beginning to come down from being in a ‘constant party-mode.’ I hoped that Lisa and I would have a future together. This was the first serious relationship I had been in since Christi and I broke up over three years earlier.
Lisa and I both smoked at this time, so that aspect of the apartment didn’t change, but we did begin to clean it up somewhat from the constant state of filth and disarray that had built up from the year of bachelor living that had gone on inside. Lisa today recalls the “seven bags of garbage that were sitting in the kitchen.” She moved some of her nice bedroom furniture in from her parents house and I began to line the walls with autographed photos. We did continue to have parties, which gradually became less and less rambunctious, usually with friends from work or Lisa’s college friends Brandi and Nicole.
These were fun and exciting times.
My autograph display at Woodman Park
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