Well it's March the 30th of 1996, and after almost three years since my grandmother died I decided to move to Rhode Island. I thought I needed a new change on life and there is where I should be with my brother Chris and his wife Lisa and my baby niece Kayla. So there I was driving the last of my stuff in my buick skylark that was given to me by my other brother Billy, on I95 North heading to New England not knowing what I was getting into as well as what was going to happen now. I was so filled with mixed emotions as much as I had traveled in my young life I had never moved and moved far away but I had to choose to move were I had family. With each passing sign saying how close I was to Providence, the more nervous I was getting. I didn't have a job, nor did I have one lined up. So I was thinking did I fuck up and just and a magical whim, something new and wonderful was gonna happened? Well after 5 hours of driving, and a quickie at the rest stop area, I was pulling into 16 Evelyn St in Silver Springs. And I blew the horn and was greeted with my loving family, which made me so relieved that they were there to greet me and my beautiful niece running and giving me a big hug and so happy that I was there. It was great seeing them, we unpacked the rest of my things and went inside, and then the dread hit I gotta get a job, so I decided that I would get some rest because tomorrow I would start my job hunt search and pray for the best.
So there I was in a strange state and went job hunting, I did very well for a 27 years old, I had several interviews on the same day. So I went out to celebrate and went to my first bar in providence, called Union stree station. It was a blast, had a wonderful time met some people and yes as any normal guy picked up this guy and went home with him. We had a wonderful night and then exchange numbers and then I Left. Well two days went buy and I ggot disgusted and decided to go back to New Jersey, took the train and got back to home and was crashing at my friends house. Then two days later I get a call from my brother and he said Home Depot called and some guy named Donald laliberte. Well I was shocked on both accounts so I called Home Depot and they offered me a job, so I had to tell a little white lie that I had to get to NJ for an emergency and I would be back in town in two days and they were cool with that. So I repack my duffel bag and headed back on the train headed to providence. And to my surprise I decided to call Donald and we talked on the train ride for two hours he thought I wasn't coming back which I wasn't but he was glad I was and we made plans to meet for dinner that night. For the rest of the train ride all I kept thinking was wow I've met someone who like me for me and not just the sex, which I have been find with I wasn't looking for a relationship. Sorry but my ideal of dating was go out scope and hook up no names no numbers and maybe if your lucky there might be another connection in the future. Well that's all for this part of my journey there will be more I promise. I hope people read this and leave so form of comment, much appreciated