I Love WeHo

Today, I went on a tour, guided by R.G. I loved every minute, every second of it. I went into a part of WeHo I had never walked. It's such a community. R was right. It's that this part of town is so welcoming and accepting that the oppressed come and feel included, invited; and that it attracts the oppressed, in turn reinforces the neighborly feel, because having gone through previous rejection, WeHo's refugees would never want to recreate that environment and impose that kind of hurt on anybody else. It's such a concept. It's such a harmonious way of life. It is so inclusive, as he says. Nobody wants to make anyone else feel left out. After we got out of Cafe Marco, we went to the beginning of Memorial Walk. He told me a little bit about himself. He's such a genuine, kind and beautiful soul. I have never met anyone as genuine and knowledgeable as he. He has so much heart. I have no other way of putting this. It sounds ridiculous, and I know I'm not giving him full credit, as no words can express the vibe that emanates from him. He is just so genuine. I've used genuine three times already, and I still want to keep using it, because that is really the way he speaks, acts, thinks. It's just so overwhelming how smart and powerful his mind and his occupation (as an activist) is.
I really genuinely hope that I will be able to meet him again. He relished all the views of California. He took pictures of the snow-capped mountains, he showed me the breath-taking view of Los Angeles from the parking lot. He told me his first time in California, driving out to the ocean, jumping in with his buddies fully-clothed. It's such a wonderful life. Such a naive, blissful way to live. I thought it came right out of the movies. Especially when he talked about M. That was the most special incident I have ever heard of. in my life. I was welling up when he said that M died the day after he showed the photo to him in the hospital. I really wish I had this day on film.

Some nonsense I should add--I spilt my tea at Cafe Marco. But they gave me one for free. What sweet sweet people.