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64 Ford

I remember mine.    It was spring of 1968, I was a farm kid not quite 17, she was my first girlfriend.     We were sitting my 64 Ford Fairlane in the school parking lot, after a dance or something.     It was my first kiss, but it wasn't hers.     I don't remember a lot about it, but I was impressed.     Actually I was thrilled.    

Her real boyfriend was away in the service and she was going out with me just for something to do, I guess.    When he came home on leave, off she went, and that was that.     I was pretty mad but I took up with another girl about 4 days later so my pain didn't last too long.      She left school and got married later.     The last time I saw her, she was standing on her front porch early in the morning, waiting for her new husband to get home from work, and me and a couple of other characters were stumbling by in the aftermath of our graduation night.    

I don't know what happened to her, but I still have her senior picture.     "To a nice guy I wish I had," she wrote.  
Hillborn Hillborn 61-65, M 3 Responses Jan 28, 2011

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That's good to remember...thanks for the share

That's for sure.... But I am determined to believe that we are not just rich in reminiscence but in the future as well.

<p>I love this story, how typical of a youth that your 'pain' only lasted until you met your next girlfriend, i've experienced that a few times.<br />
The final paragraph was very poignant.<br />
Nice writing too.<br />
I've written a story in this group, and in the 'I kissed a girl' group.<br />
Reminiscences are a thing that guys in our age group are rich in.</p>