Today's guest blogger is top New Orleans chef Pam Dean.
Hello All, I thought some of you might like to know more about Phil, the man, not just this wonderful, philanthropic human being. As I'm sure a few might have surmised, I'm a bit taken with Mr. Goddard and was very much looking forward to spending more time together.
The plan was to meet after Christmas for a little R & R. Being in Florida, meeting his family, taking a break from New Orleans and the mental strain it requires to live here these days, well, those were just icing for the cake!
Life has been a series of challenges of late and I was beginning to feel the weight of them. To top things off, Phil was not his usual, somewhat predictable self. He's not an early riser (one common denominator between us), so when I phoned on Tuesday morning and his phone went automatically to voicemail, I thought, "Well, that's odd".
Next, I rang his room in Dallas directly and got no answer. It clicked over to the operator to leave a message. I said something about trying to reach Phil and the operator informed me that he had checked out. Well, it's only 9 AM, more odd behavior. I was transferred to the front desk only to find that not only had Mr. Goddard checked out, but he had done so at 7 AM!!! I KNEW this had to be wrong. All this, and I can't reach him on his cell phone... the wheels are not just turning, they're racing!
I forgot to mention that a couple of weeks ago, Phil had informed me that he found a Christmas present for me and it was going to be sent here. He told me that it was quite large, ("To add to this clutter I'm already trying to reduce?") but he was fairly certain that I would like it. He also told me that it was expensive and he'd prefer that I be home when it arrived. I thought he was being sweet, just wanting for my "package" to make it into my home and not be left on the porch for someone to make off with or to be damaged or rained on.
The last time I spoke to him, he said that he had made arrangements for my gift to be delivered around lunchtime, would I be available to accept it? Well, of course...like a girl's not gonna be home to see what her present is, especially when you don't have to wait to unwrap it!
Since I couldn't leave the house 'til after noon, I should do something productive. I know, I'll take care of some of this handwashing that needs to be done.
No Woolite, well, Rite-Aide is just on the corner, I've got time to walk over and be back before noon.Purchases made, I'm headed back to the house.
Wow, there's a guy with a backpack, like Phil's...
Wait a minute...
that guy LOOKS like Philip!
There I stood, on the sidewalk, at Louisiana and St. Charles, hollering, "Philip Goddard" seeing this handsome face turn toward me, that big, beautiful smile that I've missed, crossing back to stand in front of me. He wrapped me in his arms and said" Well, I thought there's a 98% chance that she'll be glad to see me."
I think my reply was "Shut up and kiss me!"