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Phil at Zoccoli's


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      When Maureen and I first made Phil's acquaintance he was in a crib in Arlington, Massachusett -- a fat-faced little cherub resembling John Mitchell, the U.S. attorney general in the Nixon years. He'd lost some of that baby fat by the time of the Glassboro photo, though not quite enough to make himself look either like a palestinian terrorist, Daniel Day-Lewis, or a pitchman for Pepperidge Farm cookies. (But hey! He was only a year old!)
      He didn't even look like an editor in those days. But just look at him now!

      Here's a Christmas card (put out by the ASCP Press) Phil sent me in 1993. Phil's the one holding the first "E." ASCP stands for the American Society of Clinical Pathologists -- the folks Phil is an editor for in Chicago.
     There are sure (excuse me: surely) a lot of (a plethora of? a pride of? an intensity of? an anal-retentiveness of?) writers and editors in this family!

Phil at ASCP

Linh-Chi Nguyen.

      While I was living in the midwest Phil and his girlfriend Linh-Chi came to visit in Iowa City two or three times (and I visited them occasionally too, usually on my way east). They came in the summer of 1992 so I could do Linh-Chi's portrait.
      She sat in the front yard, and the light kept changing while I worked. I had only the one day for painting, and the result was not as good as I would have liked.
      Excuses, excuses. All I mean to say is that Linh-Chi is much lovelier than this.

      Phil came out to the bay area on Thanksgiving weekend, 1994, to visit his old pal Neville -- a friend since kindergarten days in Allentown, Pennsylvania -- in beautiful East Palo Alto. The two of them chose a dreary Sunday morning to drive down to Santa Cruz and met me at Lois's place.
      At that time Lois was still living in Dianne Cornell's house on Lion's Field road -- "Not exactly what I pictured when you told me she lived in a basement apartment," Phil said. Evidently basement apartments in Chicago aren't surrounded by redwoods and don't have terrific views of blue-green mountaintops!
      While Lois stayed behind to do yoga with an exercise video, Phil and Neville and I did a brief, damp hike up the hill from Lois's place and then went downtown and had minestrone soup at Zoccoli's delicatessen on Pacific avenue. Then to Rhythm Fusion nearby. Neville, a musician and drummer, said, "I've gone to heaven."
      Phil wanted to check out the boardwalk, but instead we went over to the lighthouse, where Neville and I joined an Arthur Hull drum circle down on the beach while up above us on West Cliff Phil walked back and forth for a couple of hours trying to stay warm. "That California sunshine -- what a myth!", he wrote me later. "The drum circle ... seemed quintessentially California, and I enjoyed the barking of the sea lions offshore during the lulls in the beat. I imagine it was much more interesting to be part of the circle [than] watching it."

Phil at Zoccoli's on Pacific avenue, Santa Cruz.

      Phil at Zoccoli's delicatessen-- the perfect pitchman for Pepperidge Farm cookies.
      When Phil and Linh-Chi first started going together at the University of Chicago, one of her friends told her Phil was a palestinian terrorist.
      As for me, I always think he looks rather like Daniel Day-Lewis, the actor.

      Phil flew out again in October 1998 to visit Neville and other friends. He rented a cherry-red Miata convertible, and though it was another grey, chilly day in northern California, we cranked up the heat and sped down the coast with the top down. Cool, daddy!
      Here's the photo he took of me conserving my resources in the car before we headed out on the Rocky Ridge trail.

Me in the red Miata.  [13 kb]
Phil fondling his water bottle.  [19 kb]

      Phil at the top of Rocky Ridge where we stopped for lunch. "Are you going to add that to your website?", he said when I took his photo. "Sure!", I said, laughing at the ridiculousness of such a suggestion.
      Do you want to see me chewing my peanut-butter sandwich at the top of Rocky Ridge? How about some photos of Joel at Rocky Ridge?

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