Thinking about the future is always fun for me. I kind of like looking ahead and making predictions, so for this month’s column I jotted down a list of questions (my own) about what would be happening for me five years from today. Here are my questions and my !! answers:
People have asked me if it’s hard to be a Monkee. I mean they’ll say, “I bet a lot of people like you just because you’re a Monkee.” Well, this is probably true. I do have a lot more friends now that I am a Monkee than I did before.
But, somehow, this really doesn’t worry me. Actually, I’m not the same person that I was before I became a Monkee. As people grow older and have more experience, they naturally change. This, I have done. I don’t mean that my values have changed much or that I think I’m better than other people just because I’m a Monkee. But any new experience does change a person and being a Monkee has changed me. For the better I hope.
So when people say to me that I’ve changed since I became a Monkee, I agree with them. And when they say they bet people only like me because I’m a Monkee, I agree with them, too. You see, if I weren’t a Monkee, I wouldn’t even be meeting lots of people like press reporters, directors, and others. Now that I’m a Monkee, they do come in contact with me for what I am… a Monkee and Peter Tork. I’m both of these things now and very happy to be.
One thing that has changed about me since I’ve become a Monkee is the fact that I’ve got so many things to do that I sometimes become forgetful of someone or something. I’ve been trying to sort things out in my mind so that I don’t forget, but unfortunately I haven’t been able to keep myself from forgetting some things. I’ve even thought of trying a string around my finger to remind me of things, but I would have to use too many strings to remember everything there is to remember.
If any of you have any suggestions on how to remember everything you’re supposed to remember, you might drop me a note c/o TiGER BEAT, 1800 N. Highland Ave., Hollywood, California 90028.
Sometimes it seems as though it’s been a long time since I’ve been a child, but really it hasn’t been so long ago that I can’t remember what it was like. Sometimes when I get the chance I like to sit and think about the things I loved when I was a child. It gives me a good feeling all over to remember some of these things. Perhaps some of the things I loved as a child are some of the things you also think are important.
One thing I’ll never forget is the scent of cooking that came from my mother’s kitchen. I can especially remember the smells that came from my mother’s kitchen. I can especially remember the smells that came when she was baking cakes, breads or cookies. Nothing ever smells as good as that to me now. And the way everything tasted! Maybe it’s because your taste bugs are sharper as a child, but it seemed to me that things were much stronger tasting… especially vegetables. In a way, I really objected to highly seasoned foods when I was a child because of how strong they seemed. Now I like lots of seasoning in my food.
When it got very windy as a child I loved running in the wind. I used to get this same feeling of the wind rushing against my face when I was training to be a jockey. I still love to ride.
I really can’t ever remember being afraid when I was young. I think the reason for this was the way my parents brought me up. They always made me stand up to things and even when my mother died, my father gave me the strength to act like as much of a man as I could. But there were some sad times, too. I never liked losing at things… even games… and I can remember more than one time having to lock myself away in my own room until I recovered my sense of good sportsmanship. Sometimes it wasn’t very easy.
Being a child was wonderful, but now that I’ve really looked back on it, I think I like being 21 much more than I did being 12. Wonder how many of you feel the same way.
Love David Jones
Magazine: Tiger Beat
Author: The Monkees
Editor: Ralph Benner
Publisher: New Asbury Ltd. Publishing Co.
Pages: 52, 55