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Summer of Love (for Maile from Jeff)

Jeff writes:

I'm an estate planning lawyer.  When I meet with a couple to help them plan I usually ask them how they first met.  The stories are fun and interesting and not Jeff and Maileonly tell me a lot about the couple, but also about the unpredictable spin of life. "Summer of Love" refers to my story - of how I met my wife. 

It was the summer of 1967 (the "Summer of Love" in San Francisco).  I had graduated from an east coast college in the Spring and had just begun law school at Stanford, about 20 miles south of San Francisco.  It was an exciting time.  Weekends trips to Haight-Ashbury and concerts at Winterland Arena and The Filmore reinforced the thrilling idea that we were part of a transition to a new era of acceptance, love, and understanding. 

Back at Stanford, the Law School held a "mixer" with Mills College, an all women's school across the Bay in Oakland.  The Mills girls were bused in to meet the male law students in the hopes of finding a suitable mate (which my wife, Maile, says was the #1 purpose of attending Mills).  Maile was sitting with a group of girls playing cards.  She had gorgeous long black hair down to her waist and was very exotic.  I offered to "cut her for a dance."  I won.  Later we retreated to my dorm room for some quiet talk.  The walls of my room were empty.  I told Maile that they were like my life - waiting to be filled in - perhaps by her.  Pretty soppy I know, but she understood that it was true. 

In nearby San Francisco the Summer of Love was just ending.  In Palo Alto, our Lifetime of Love had just begun. 

Summer of Love (for Maile from Jeff)

It was nineteen sixty seven
The summer of love was upon us
The Doors and Jefferson Airplane
Excellent sex and decent marijuana

Remember that night in Crouthers Hall
When you noticed the walls of my dorm room were empty
I said they were waiting to be filled
By the life that we’d build
And we’ve done pretty well haven’t we

They say you can no longer find
Any romantic men
At Stanford Law School
Falling in love is not recommended
And they’ve even stopped bussing the Mills girls in
It’s a good thing we left when we did
‘Cause our summer of love never ended

I’d have been the worst workaholic
If you hadn’t been my bride
But here we are in our bucolic home
With the Appalachian Mountains just outside

Remember the first movie we ever saw
It was Valley of the Dolls
And the way you stroked my arm so sweetly
My heart was yours
My heart was yours completely

They say you can no longer find
Any romantic men
At Stanford Law School
Falling in love is not recommended
And they’ve even stopped bussing the Mills girls in
It’s a good thing we left when we did
‘Cause our summer of love never ended

words and music by Corey Dargel (except as noted)
artwork by Marisol Limon Martinez
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