Feb. 25, 2020


Love is an art form.  It's the Ballet, it's the Philharmonic, it's Rock and Roll, it's the Waltz, and the Hallelujah Chorus----all combined to form a memorable extravaganza,  complete with Fourth of July Fireworks.  Never under-estimate Love....especially when its young.

 I'm sharing a simple memory from long ago....back when life seemed difficult at times but was nothing... compared with today:

James Chadick and I shared a study hall period, together.  I was a Senior and..James was two years younger. Our high school study hall was divided in such a way that the girls sat in desks on one side of the room facing the boys who were seated in desks on the other side of the large room.

You might say our eyes connected us first then, we both felt that familiar attraction. At the time, I was "playing the field", not interested in anyone in particular. There was a certain shyness about James that I found very appealing and, after reading the handwritten note he dropped on my desk--- on his way to the pencil sharpener---I begin thinking about the possibilities.

Several weeks later, he picked me up for our first date. It was late spring and he was driving his father's new Ford. I still remember what he was wearing because he looked adorable---in his white slacks with matching button-down shirt, white bucks, and a dark blue linen sportcoat. After the movie, we stopped at a favorite hangout for a coke then...drove to the Old Warren Road, pulled off on a dirt road, just to "get acquainted." 

It had begun raining but that didn't bother us.  We quickly realized how much we enjoyed kissing each other, that we were remarkably compatible. And, I remember him as the perfect gentleman.  I loved the fact he didn't try to force "his hand" or anything else on me.  Afer all, it was our first date.

 All too soon,  the car windows were so foggy we couldn't see out which meant we'd been there long enough. My curfew was 10:00 pm on Sunday Nights so...it was time to take me home.  James started the car and, in seconds, the rear tires were buried in mud.  We had been too occupied to notice that the rain had formed a lake around the car and we were in the middle of it!  Now, the rain had become a relentless downpour....and I was already thirty minutes late.

There was only one solution. Looking out the window, James saw a light in the distance and was sure it was a farmhouse. He apologized for having to leave me alone in the car, surrounded by darkness, but finding someone to pull the car to solid ground....was our only hope. Stepping from the car, he immediately sank to his knees in swamp water and mud.  All I could think about was...how can I explain this to my Mother?!?!?

Almost one hour later, I heard voices. I  quickly rolled down the window and in the stark light of two lanterns, saw James sitting beside an older man on a wagon pulled by two large horses. It took about thirty minutes for the horses to drag the new but now mud-soaked Ford to the solid, black-top road. Thankfully,  James had an extra ten dollars for the farmer who neither offered a word or a smile.

Thank goodness my father opened the front door. By now, it was well-after 12 midnight and....seeing the distressed look on my face and my date's sloppy wet and muddy appearance....my father's only words were "I'm sure you have a very-good explanation but, save it until tomorrow."

Young and Foolish--yes--but...we were also innocent, naive, and learning about life. I'd say that, for the most part, we all turned out very well.

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17.10 | 01:42

I miss being Facebook friends with you! Hope you are well and happy.

Tammy Brookover Jay

15.10 | 01:28

Love all of this. I'm so lucky to be your neighbor,

30.08 | 16:26

Sally, my friend, I love your writings and sometimes they make me cry and then smile. I love you as if I had known you all my life. God Bless you each and every day in all you do.

29.08 | 19:19

Lol, I loved reading this story! As a female that dated a couple men with Harleys, I totally understand and met Harley Guy myself, many times over!
I hope you get your 3wheels someday soon!

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