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USA. San Francisco, California. 1982. “Very good! I think we fit in
beautifully in the environment. The life we live comes naturally to
us. We are aristocratic, well-bred: a cultured and civilized
couple. I have never had to work a day in my life. We have always
been affluent. I don’t care if people like the way we live – All we
want is peace and quiet.”
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USA. San Francisco, California. 1982. “I keep thinking where we
went wrong. We have no one to talk to now, however, I will not
allow this loneliness to destroy me – I STILL HAVE MY DREAMS. I
would like an elegant home, a loving husband and the wealth I am
used to.”
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USA. San Francisco, California. 1981. ” George and I have been
married 4 1/2 years. We are an average couple, he is too babyish at
times, some
times out personalities clash, but
most of the time we get along. I feel like I depend on Gloria to
take care of me. That makes me very happy.”
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USA. San Francisco. 1983. “We look
like weatherbeaten survivors.
We try to understand each other. We can’t always. When we are young
we think people will change, but they will become only what they
are. Now, we are at the end of our lives. Growing old together
eases the pain.”
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USA. San Francisco. 1984. “It’s kind of stinky living in this
hotel. I don’t have nothing only $10. I keep waiting for someone to
come in my
door and give me money
but nobody ever will.”
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USA. San Francisco. 1983. “I wish I could see more softness within
myself. Most of the time, as though in limbo, I feel caught between
an iceberg and a desert.”
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USA. San Francisco. 1979. “I love David. But he
is to fragile
for a rough father like me.”
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