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It Chooses You - Miranda July [21]

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behind me.

Miranda:

What do you love to do?

Ron:

I love to sing.

Miranda:

What do you like to sing?

Ron:

I like – for example, there’s a song called “A Teenager in Love.”

Miranda:

The Everly Brothers?

Ron:

Dion and the Belmonts, or maybe just Dion. Sometimes I really feel like I want to belt it out and just release that tension.

Miranda:

Yeah – people who sing, it’s like they can pour out emotion in a way that other people can’t.

Ron:

Well, I tell you – here’s the bottom line of what people have always told me. They said I’ve always been good with kids. I worked in Reseda through a court order monitor – when the husband had a court order for the wife that required somebody to be there for the kids, or the wife had an order, I was the one there. So that shows you how risky of a person I am, okay?

Miranda:

Yeah. Yeah.

Ron:

The court checked my background out. I did that in the ‘80s part-time. And I actually had a problem because a lot of the kids were requesting me and the agency says, “Hey, Ron. There’s too many people requesting you.”

Miranda:

Yeah.

Ron:

I’m good with kids. I know how to get down on their level and enjoy myself with them. Not a Michael Jackson type, but –

Miranda:

No, I understand. What’s been the happiest time in your life so far?

Ron:

A happy time was when I had a three-year relationship with a younger girl when I was twenty-six, a girl that I truly, truly loved. But she was too young to marry. And I told her, “In a couple of years, when you’re eighteen, if you feel that way, let me know then.” But I knew she would spread her wings and see what life was all about. I was smart enough to know that.

Miranda:

So that was a happy time?

Ron:

That was a really happy time. Another good time was being with a woman out here that was much older than me. Until she had to go into a home. I actually had to call her two sons that were about my age to let them know that she was going to hurt herself.

Miranda:

That must have been hard.

Ron:

I mean, it was like a steady, very steady thing with her and I. And she was much, much, much older than me.

Miranda:

How old was she?

Ron:

I’ll just say she was well into her seventies. But she was slender. She was clean. She was soft-spoken. She was warm. She was the love of my life.

After a long time I began to understand that he would never let us leave. We just had to go. I silently counted to three and stood up. I brushed off my thighs as people do and made thank-you sounds and gestures. As we said goodbye and walked toward the door, Ron stopped me.

Ron:

Miranda, quick question.

Miranda:

Yeah.

Ron:

Do you have family?

Miranda:

Mm-hmm.

Ron:

Kids?

Miranda:

No kids. I just got married.

Ron:

Oh, you just got married.

Miranda:

Yeah.

Ron:

I was going to say, somebody as adorable as you can’t be single. I’ve really opened up to you about who and what I am. And part of the company I have, I do marketing research. I do a lot of things where – well, I can show you better than tell you.

Miranda:

We have to go, because we’re –

Ron:

Okay, well, I was just going to simply grab something right here and show you.

Miranda:

Okay, okay.

Ron:

These are Starbucks cards. There’s twenty of them there. Do you see them?

He fanned them out like million-dollar bills, like our minds were going to be blown by these twenty Starbucks cards.

Miranda:

Uh-huh.

Ron:

I also have Exxon Mobil cards. I have more than twenty of them. I have wallets up there that are full of Wal-Mart gift cards, okay?

Miranda:

Wow.

He was showing me his dowry. His nest egg.

Ron:

These didn’t come because I stole them. These took a lot of time. They took a lot of patience, a lot of discipline, a lot of keeping track. But with that, with that comes the benefit of, well –

Miranda:

Well, thank you. I wish –

Ron:

Thank you.

Miranda:

– we didn’t have another interview after this.

Ron:

Yes. Okay.

Miranda:

We could stick around.

Ron:

That’s okay. I took so much of

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