David Reyna:  

CLASS OF 1966
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Lincoln High SchoolClass of 1966
Los angeles, CA
Pacoima, CA
Los angeles, CA

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01-05-2020 Forever great full, "Honey" Well, as father time is working on are deteriorating bodies. It’s hard to believe we would find our self’s still alive in the year 2020 decade. Back in 1962-66, I could not contemplate I would even be active in the first quarter of the twenty-first century. Despite my age, I feel I still have something to give to our family. Yet, here we stand with a lifetime of experience and wisdom we have accumulated over these many years, as we did our part in taking care of our loved ones. During the time we shared our lives to support and bring up our children financially and at the same time to ensure they received an outstanding academic education, my beloved wife, who has been my lifelong partner she is, in, my words, the cornerstone of our family. She has been, over the years, my lifelong soulmate; She worked behind the scenes to educate our young children into adulthood and has worked to maintain a healthy family environment. Now, as we both face the last part of our lives, we now can share our worldly experience with our grown descendants. We can now contribute to our families and save them some of the hard knots we had over the years; if only they would ask us for advice, but we understand the mindset of today's youth, they have all the answers, and you can’t blame them for wanting to try new things on their own. Now, as our once healthy body continues to decline because of old age, we face the onset of the last part of our time on earth. As time is ticking away at our life, I now realize the period of effectiveness and usefulness is coming to a slow end, as we both face these last few years of what God has deemed our useful life span. I want to be as productive, functional, and useful as possible to my family; and, at the same time, keep out of there way as they make their run on their journey of life: the same way we made our run at life more than sixty-one years ago. We had our shot of life, but at that time, we were young and full of dreams, but most importantly, we had our youth. And we took the hard knocks in life and made our way during those hard start-up years we had as young teens. Notwithstanding, we had our chance at life, regardless of hard times. And with that said, I wish our young happy-go-lucky- youngsters, and gran kids. In a kind, loving way, good luck, on their life journey. We have lost many close friends over the years. A few of us have lost their loving wives or husbands. Yet we have kept ongoing, as we now make our final run to the goal line with what’s left of our life. Or I should say the duration of the allotted life span god has granted us at birth. It’s an excellent time to give credit to the people who have walked by our side over our lifetime. And our soulmates who have shared the highs and lows during our life over the years, these individuals have shared their experiences with us and gave us offspring to share and love as we watch them grow into adulthood. So, I think it’s time to name the person who was instrumental-for each of us; take the time now to nominate that particular person or persons who were your Soulmate’s. Give them the recognition they deserve and credit. Please put in their name here and “scream out,” I love you! And say thanks for all you have given me over your life span, as we have walked together by my side over our lifetime. I now take the time to say thanks, Baby. Just like the song by the Seekers 1967: (I’ll Never Find Another You). Very truly yours, Dave R, Lovely-Alma: During the summer of 1965, I had a chance to attend the UCLA extension class on Fortran programming, a new field opening during that era; it was a six-week course over the summer. The class entailed hands-on computer training. The cost of the tuition was $350. Which included education, housing, at the student dorm, and UCLA provided all our meals at the student’s cafeteria. This class was instrumental in choosing my major in college. During that time, I met a good-looking young girl in my class, and her name was Alma; we hit it off right away; in the evening after our homework and lab work. We would take in a late movie. This was the beginning of a whirlwind love affair. That lasted all six loving weeks. We were both eighteen years old. It was a great class, with Alma, who had a great pair of legs and an hourglass figure; to look at and love over my first UCLA summer of love. At the end of our 6-week class, she broke it off, and we both went our separate way. We kept in touch with a short love letter now and then. And would meet over the years to talk about school, our lives, and our great summer at UCLA. A lifetime ago. But just recently, I heard from her, and we both had a chance to go out for dinner and talk about the long-forgotten love affair we once had. As I first saw her after a few years, I said Wow, she became more voluptuous and sexier as she got older. She still looks great! ---Dave, Out on the town at the Cliff House I was going over some music on You-tube when I came upon a Frank Sinatra song. “The Way You Look tonight.” As I listen to the musical lyrics, I was immediately transported back to July 1967. At that time in my life. (M) and I was exploring San Francisco and its coastline. We came upon the Cliff House and had a chance to walk near this great structure, and we realized it was a dining restaurant with a small museum. At that time these buildings were over 65 years old; we walked out to see Sutra Bath and sand with a side view of the Cliff House. (M) Liked the area and we decided to return for a late-night dinner. Cliff House had a striking ocean sunset view. It had a stone walkway along both sides of the restaurant, and it was great to see this old building and the great structure. The Maitre D greeted us, with a big smile and cheerful words of welcome. He escorted us to a great big window table where we could view the Pacific Ocean surf. We could see the tide coming in as the sun glistened off the breakwater. As we sat close and only thinking of each other, at the same time, I noticed a pair of young lovers walking in the sand below our picture window. I can still remember the faces of these young teen lovers walking hand and hand on the sandy beach, 100 feet below our windows. What could they be thinking and talking about in their life? That made them look so happy, I ask myself? As I watch them stroll by in a leisurely walk, as they would stop and kiss every so often; and then continue their journey; of life? I was about this time I realize that these two lovebirds were looking for their soulmate. It could be a chance encountered, a spoken word, or a long look into each other’s eyes, can set off a whirlwind of feeling we can’t understand; yet we know from the mere touch of a hand, tells these two loving souls that I have found the one. But if we are not allowed to fill our destiny. Then how we both deal with these emotions could at times stress our body beyond its breaking point. Many times, only one soul knows you are the right person, and the other soul does not understand their true feeling. And may walk away from true love and possibly regret it for the rest of their life. We can’t buy love, or steal it, or sell it to somebody else; we can’t force it on another person. The moment we find the right person, and then both hearts and souls know it; then it becomes heaven in our life’s, and no other person can change their mind. We can’t explain why this special person was made to be part of our life. But we can feel it in our hearts. Deep within our loving souls. Other people don’t understand our feeling. But the two souls know they were made for each other and no one can make a difference in their feelings. And so, then our soul aura will find a way to each other and eternal love; with not having a beginning or an end. Then, I turn around to once again spoke more sweet nothings to my lover Miss (M) as I looked at her beautiful hair and loving face. We were both in a loving trance. The table had an ocean view with low lights that made it a great atmosphere to snuggle up close and talk of love and express our hearts; true feelings to each other. We later ordered our dinner at the Cliff House with its a large variety of seafood menu. Which was expensive for its dinner plates. As the dinner was about to be served, We noticed that the maître D’ or head waiter kept an eye on us. Most of the staff kept walking...Expand for more
by checking us out. I felt they were thinking we would run out without paying the bill. To relieve the situation, I asked for our bill early and paid for our dinner. I must say the steak, and the Lobster was great, and the atmosphere was suited for young lovers. I used one of my traveler’s checks to pay the bill. To my surprise, Miss (M) wanted to pay for the dinner because she had received her first credit card, A Visa card with a 600-dollar credit amount. She had just a few weeks earlier had become a proud member, of her first visa card and she wanted to use it for the first time. “I said no thanks” for now, but she would later use the card at a store’s in the Haight-Ashbury side of town, they had many, small mom and pop store’s and they did not want to take our traveler’s checks; even though it’s the same as cash. I then Informed the Maitre-d, we were ready for dessert. We found out later we were not charged for the coffee and ice cream, and by the way, their attitude had changed. We were treated well after that. It all comes down to money and, after all, we must not forget we were not white and could not be trusted to pay for the bill, this was 1967. And we were young-looking-college students. But I felt a great service required me to give a separate tip in cash for the Maitre-d. We both where Dressed to impressed I must say Miss (M) looks stunning in her short cut evening gowns that displayed her young beautiful sexy body. I should say her little black dress was great for eye candy; we earlier that day we had picked up a perfect little black dress, and a new pair of four-inch brown pat and leather heels that showed off her great legs. And they fit her to a “T.” Dave had on a black sports coat. A pair of black slacks, a white shirt, and black tie. How about that? Fifty-two years later; I can still visualize in my mind what clothing attire we had on. But most importantly I can still see (M) facial expressions that she had that loving evening. We did some shopping earlier that day at a hippie store in a Haight-Ashbury section of town. At that time, we had a chance to pick up these 4-inch platform heels As for the loving atmosphere; at the Cliff House. Well, In the background, we had a great playing love song which put us both in the mood for love. The in-house band and their lead singer sang many Frank Sinatra’s hit Song’s that night. These songs' lyrics fit that moment in time. These great songs that put us in the mood were. Nice “N” Easy.” “Cheek to Cheek.” “I’ve got you under my skin.” “witchcraft.” “The way you look tonight.” “You the night and the music.” “Heaven I’m in heaven.” Later the in-house singer came back and sang Elvis Presley. ‘Can’t help falling in love.” As both of us dancing close and rubbing our bodies on each other, and we fell deeply in love all over again. Yes, we felt the love in the air and could see no other people but each other. These songs had us dancing on a cloud. We both held each other in our arms as we dance rubbing on each other's hot bodies. I can still see and feel the room spinning around us, as both of us were whispering sweet nothings to each other. Well, these musical lyrics led us to a magnificent moment in time, a very special time, a loving atmosphere which in turn led to a magnificent night of lovemaking, and sex. Yes, as I look back into my long-forgotten past, I once again feel a heart full of remembrance of those special moments. And my mind is once again filled with the love of times past. Oh my, to be young again, and step back to 1967. It all seems like yesterday; if I could only go back and relive that year. And then someone came into the computer room; where I have my main server that drives my 3-D printers and website. I was during a major update on my server hardware. And the question my son had, broke my train of thought of reliving my past of 1967, time frame. As he spoke, at that moment I was instantaneously transported back to reality; back to my computer room to the present moment in time. My past dreams I was reliving faded and disappeared. Well, I will come back and fill you in on what happens next, on my loving nigh 52 years ago. Before you get the idea, I’m living in the past; well, in my defense, I can truly say I had many great memories in my life, but, now and then; a music lyric, or an old picture, or even talking about old-times can instantly transport me back to an earlier time in my life. Every time this happens, I like to write about these old-life time experiences. These long past vivid memories are embedded in a timeframe of my life. On my way to the Monterey Pop Festival on June 14, 1967 On our first day out, we were engaging in hugging and kissing most of the first few hours on the road; we grab each other body parts along the way which kept things interesting. As Miss (M) captivated my heart and soul, she made sure to keep my full attention by exposing her body parts as I tried to drive. I had no choice; I could not keep my eyes off of her. Because of my intense interest and curiosity, I had of her young and beautiful body. (M) made sure I kept my eyes on her beautiful body. By constantly showing off and rubbing on me as I tried to drive. As I drove along on the road and seeing a beautiful sunrise at daybreak, I felted great. The morning sun exposes Martha's body. I was able to get a glimpse, or partial view of Miss (M) fashion she was wearing on the first day on the road. She had on her hot fashion outfit which included her mini skirt a low-cut blouse, a garter belt with stockings, with high heels shoes. I had to work to keep myself under control, with her body constantly rubbing on me; this kept me all worked up during those first few hours driving. I had to drive with one hand on the steering wheel. At the same time, I kept my right arm around my hot baby. All this was going on as I tried to keep driving to our destination. I had a hard time to stay in my lane. Lucky for us, there was little to no traffic on the highway during the morning hours, this saved us from becoming a traffic accident statistic, it was 6:00 in the morning when our hands seem to travel all over each other body. During our early morning driving escapade, we were lucky we both are alive today and did not succumb to an accident. One good part of this early morning love affair was, my car had a bench seat, so Miss (M) could sit right next to me. Showing off her long beautiful legs. Looking back on 1967 those indeed were good and happy days. It’s been more than 51 years since I thought about the first few driving days we spend together on our road trip. (And I only can say. (“wow”). As we drove on that crisp and bright morning, I became aware of how I was so enchanted and captivated by Miss (M) big brown eyes that seem to hypnotize me every time she would stare into my eyes. And She knew how to display her body to get the most reaction and responds from me. By her touched, as she pressed her hot lips against mine. Martha would continuously give me, so many passionate kisses; I would become dizzy could not drive down the road. I wanted to stop and stay at a beachfront hotel in Santa Barbare. But we had a mission to get to Monterey that night to buy our tickets to the Pop Festival as early as Thursday morning We both wanted to see first hand all these major groups we heard on the radio. But with my hot young women next to me, I was not sure I would make it to our destinations that day. I will forgo any of our intense, frenzied and strong emotions and romantic feelings of passionate and sexual desire we had along with our enthusiasm for love and sex we had for each other. What happened during our trip to Monterey? Our love story and our sexual desire of June 1967? Yes, it was a passionate and intense and loving trip. A true teen love story, but for now, it will have to wait for a later date before I reveal the rest of this story. Oh, the feeling to be young and truly in love. These memories brought back many great weeks we had in 1967. I had lost these great memories in the cobwebs of my mind over the years. I had forgotten how good looking women with her love could take over your heart and soul and turn your love and sex life, upside down. And with these great memories popping back into my mind after all these years, they make me feel young and alive once again. This past recollection or remembrance is part of my life I had long forgotten.
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A Young Alma 1967
Martha V
Alma at Vegas: the year around 1977
Alma on the company boat 1978
Martha back in 1966-67
Alma 1977 Comdex taking a break
An Asian sale girl who Alma would negotiate
More comdex robots
(M)-Showing off her legs after her win
Dave at comdex
Alma at the  time my private secretary
Alma at the Mirage Casino
Lovable lorraine Photo from the late 70s
Our Campsite at the summer of love
Alma 1967 @ The Love In. 53 years ago
Stunning and beautiful Alma
Alma at Las Vegas
Alma at The Mirage Casino
Alma
Hot Alma on the town in Las Vegas
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