Marc Goodman was one of my best friends in College. We both liked to smoke Ganja. ....
He was also a good Magician. And so we called him Magic.I was in New York I got a phone call
and he tells me that he married Didi. Didi was a good looking blonde.
Didi? He said yes Didi.
Oh! ...
Magic knew about my little stunt with Didi. No big deal .... Anyways
I took the train from New York to Austin Texas. I stopped in Chicago and
and spent a couple days with them. Didi changed a bit. I don't remember her
drinking. Magic and I had a few ... It was strange seeing Didi in the kitchen cooking
for us .... She was a few years older ....
And then just when I was getting ready to take the train again to go from New York to California
with my ex Sophia I received a call from Magic. I was actually going to call him to let him know
that we would be in Chicago for a few days ......
Magic tells me with a weak voice that he got
Cancer. And then a couple of days later he tells
me
Didi divorced him ....
Things went fast ... Very fast. Magic is now in the hospital and I told him to hang
in there as I was leaving to California. We get to Chicago and we go to Andy's.
There I call the hospital. "Marc Goodman is not here" they tell me on the phone.
I said "Well. Is he ok?" Are you family? they asked. "No I am just a friend" I said.
We can't tell you anything. "I see .I am on my way to Texas from New York. I am here
in Chicago. Should I look for my friend? ..."
Probably not they tell me.
YUP. Poor Magic Is Gone. Age 35 or 36. He was very nice to me. From day one.
He drove me everywhere .... I didn't have a car and the college was in the middle of nowhere ....
To be honest he is a nice guy period. Very mallow.
He loved smoking weed.