David Cassidy Being Together

The flight from Warsaw to Djerba (my holiday destination) wasn't long, just 3 hours, but I spent more time at the airports than on the planes actually. I know that Covid and security, but really you can understand why very rich have own planes. Anyway, already in Warsaw (going to Djerba) I've been thinking about how tiring for DC must have been those countless flights in the 70s.. In 1971 when he was working non stop making the show, recording music for The Partridge Family and his first solo album 'Cherish', taking part as a guest star on many tv shows, he also started playing concerts. 34 in the US in 1971. Should have been more but David had an operation (in July), it was a price he paid for that enormous every day stress.  He played concerts (in 1971) all over America - in Alabama, California, Florida, Georgia, Indiana, Illinois, Minnesota, New Mexico, New York, Ohio, Oregon, South Carolina, Tennessee, Texas, Washington..Just look at the map for yourself.  I have no...

 The co-author is DC of course, he wrote in his autobiography about a store, those letters, and that night escape.. THE ESCAPE Laurel Canyon Chapter 1. The Letters -’David, be so kind, don’t drive so fast,and stop at Big Joe’s shop, will you?’ -’Anything else Sam ? No way’ Ford Mustang sped up even more. -’We have nothing to eat. Even dog’s food. Hahaha.’ -’That’s not funny. My only free evening..since I don’t know when, and I’ve promised Hashish and Sam a long walk in the mountains.’, but he slowed down nevertheless, since the dogs have nothing to eat. He sighed heavily..’Everything is so difficult’. -‘You are just tired, and not Hashish but Shish, and not yours truly but Ricky. A teen idol’s dog can’t be called Hashish’ -‘She is yours Ricky’ they laughed. They were young and both got a great sense of humour. -‘By the way, have you noticed that she looks different..bigger..’ -‘What do you mean? Bigger?’ -‘Fatter, but we are there. I promise it will be very quick, I have a list in ...

Some days ago while walking (and I walk a lot) suddenly I remembered how DC had told Elliot Mintz about his first concert in 1971. That it was a huge hurricane, people were screaming and crying on the plane, how he was nervous, trying to remember lyrics..etc and I got an idea for a short story. I wrote the first chapter and the beginning of the second, and sent it Sharron asking for her opinion. And, what a great surprise, she wrote the 2nd part, and it was amazing, she added that extra something, a touch of magic. So I've been writing in Poland, Sharron in the UK, and this is our short story. Hope you will enjoy reading it as much as we have enjoyed writing it.. The First Concert.  Chapter 1 The Plane He felt cool water on his body, he knew he was standing under the waterfall, even knew where, Big Sur..God, that was so relaxing, feeling water running down his naked body, he felt so good, and easy, and happy, and so free..He took a step forward and opened his eyes..Steve was just ...