One asset that Jolly Rodger brought with
him was his friendship with Tim Lawrence.
Tim was a student at B.U. and knew both Roger and Toad from back in Jersey.
During his first few weeks in town, Roger would disappear over to B.U. for
days at a time.
When he returned it was always with stories of Dorm Parties, woman and drinking at the bars.
As Tim's name began to pop up more and more, it seemed only a matter
of time before we would all make the trek to B.U. and one night we were invited to hear some Music there.
The evening found us in our living room downing shots of Vodka, nursing beers and dressing up in our eccentric clothing........
Well Oiled, we stepped out the door and made our way to the Subway........
Beautiful Losers suspended in time, exploring
Double Edged Swords......Harmonizing.......
passing around bottles of Southern Comfort...........
......and me, smiling through pain.....philosophizing......throwing
out one liners......
Dylan Thomas and T.S. Eliot.......searching for the transcendent beauty who would see that I was trapped in a Metaphysical Dungeon and throw me the key..........
We were a Vaudeville Act making our way along, getting
on and off Subways
street cars...........adrift on a sea of Humanity upon a
life raft called Survival........
as rich kids steamed by on their father's Yachts leaving us bobbing in their wake.......
........sinking into the abyss........bailing
Luck was hard to come by in the autumn of 1974, a date which will live in infamy.......
and being broken, it was all I could do to just carry on, fighting
the hob goblins of self doubt while trying to come off Nonchalant...........
I knew I had ethics and I knew I
had Humanity and Spirituality was always there and I was as determined to survive as any Human Being could possibly be..........
because I was a Believer.......and that's what I brought to
the fact that I was a Believer.......
Making our way through the streets we eventually found ourselves at
the Hallowed Halls
of Boston University.....
It was an okay scene, young people gathered in a large room with loud Music playing.
introduced us to Tim, a tall, friendly guy who didn't just shake hands but had witty, disarming things to say.
He was Athletic looking but had long hair and liked to party.
His instincts were those of a Diplomat, making sure we all felt
at home while introducing us to his friends with whom we had nothing in common so it was a real Balancing Act.....
After a while we left to go to a little Get Together on the 7th floor of Tim's dorm.
By then I was already out of it, a bit tipsy, tired and I just
wanted to lay down.......
"Hey, go up to my room," Tim suggested, "13th floor. If anyone's there
just tell 'em I said it was okay."
That's how I met Sarah. Whenever Roger returned from
B.U. her name came up in the conversations.
"There's a girl named Sarah over there. You'd like her
When I opened the door it was dark and I groped for the light switch but before
find it I
saw someone stirring in the bed.
"Is this Tim's room?" I asked.
"Yeah, this is Tim's room," a
female voice answered.
Students exchanged rooms to allow for privacy and Sarah was sleeping in Tim's room while
two other students used hers.
Tim would be sleeping in a different room that night and told Sarah she could use his room.
It was a strange situation, a strange way to meet someone but
as we began talking, one thing led to another and from then on Sarah and I were an item.
She was easy going,
a good listener and conversationalist so we really communicated.
Culturally, we were far apart, she was from Texas so we spent a lot
of time comparing different points of view.
When our Motley Crew wandered over to B.U. on that Fateful Night we
pretty much took over the dorm.
Sarah, Tim and their friends were fascinated by our antics (like singing doo-wop music in the lobby).
We were a welcomed distraction from the Rigors of school.
Roger soon began hanging out with a tall blond named
characterization of our crowd was, much to my surprise, "good company."
Some of the other students disagreed and referred to us as "the
Jane was a real trooper who was able to take Jolly Roger's idiosyncrasies in stride, something most people were unable to do.
Thereafter, Roger and I spent most of our free nights sleeping
over in the dorm.........
Sarah was an oasis in the Sea of Madness swirling all around me.
A busy person,
she thrived on responsibility and seemed to know everyone on campus.
Her room was at the end of a long corridor and provided privacy
my delight, she had a Leonard Cohen album which was one of the few records I had access to and we would listen to it
at night while staring at the ceiling..........
On afternoons when Sarah wasn't around I'd join Tim and
Roger in the ongoing rap sessions in Tim's room.
Tim was the kind of guy everyone respected because he was easy
going and seemingly devoid of ego.
There wasn't a trace of arrogance in him and he was equally at ease with us or the sons
and daughters of Wealth and Privilege.
He got a kick out of Roger and Toad whom he'd known for
years and was now friends with me, Ollie, Eddie and Leo.
I was impressed by his ability to get along with everyone
while looking down on no one.
What's more, he and Sarah both had a measure of Political Clout in the Dorm.
They were the lynch pins of our tight knit group at B.U.