Oh well... That's a mighty deep subject...

In January of 2010, I met Theron.

I met him at my favorite dive bar/karaoke joint, Mack's Lounge.

I didn't realize he was hitting on me.  I thought he was interested in my gal pal, Kim, because.. well.. I wasn't used to people being interested in me.  

I had been broke up with Wes OFFICIALLY for a few months. He was engaged, I was moving on as well.

Now. The thing about Theron is that he is black.

I never was racist. I dated the mixed boy (father from Egypt, mother Irish American) who asked me out. (I say boy as we were under 20 at the time...) I dated the Chinese fella with the southern drawl, seeing as how he was born and raised here in Alabama (to Chinese born parents).  I MARRIED the Italian American who was darker skinned than the mixed guy.  LOL, my son actually had to be convinced that his Italian father was not black... BUT

No black guy had ever actually asked me out. To dance yes, to have a drink yes. To actually GO OUT WITH... uh NO.

I didn't recall seeing him there before but everyone knew him.  He was there with my friends T.J and Dessario. (T.J. had actually been my New Year's Kiss a few weeks before.. GOOD GIRL kiss!!)

So we're having a few beers and talking and I ask his name.

Him:  They call me T Baby

Me:    And what did your mother call you? (T Baby sounded like a thug name)

Him:  Theron. Theron Ford.

And I told him my name and we proceeded to discuss generalities such as families and jobs, etc.

As he told me his stories, he fed into all of the stereo-typical thug things.  Several kids, several baby mama's, traveled, didn't really stay in one place long... 

I wanted to not like him, but I did.  He has the most beautiful smile and kindest eyes. So we talked for hours.

And we sang... first song he sang? "Devil Went Down to Georgia."  

And when Mack's closed, we all went to JT's to dance.  Mind you, I would rather dance at church than in a bar, but I did dance with him once. He (of course) sang to me while we danced. I don't know who sang it, but the words were, "You want it, I got it, baby you can have whatever you like.."

I knew then that if this was something that lasted more than just that night, it wouldn't be temporary, but forever.  Something I had to really think about.  

Then he asked for my phone number.  I wouldn't give it to him.  I still believed he might just be a player so I gave him my Yahoo Chat ID, which we could both do from our phones.

And I left the bar that night with my friend, Kim.  No kiss, just a hug. And I wondered if I would hear from him again.