Surely, I have made my meaning plain. I mean to avenge myself upon you, Admiral.
If you are a regular story reader here, you know that posted within my stories, my true accounts, is a longer story line about my girl friend, (now my wife), and me – our early years together from the time I first laid eyes on Sheila, up until our marriage. You can find all of these stories by doing a search on the category Kim Saga within my story blog site. In the last story, Summer of Discontent, (link), I had written about the summer immediately after we were told that we were not allowed to see each other and I ended that story with high school about to begin in 1975.
It was Fall, 1975 and school had begun. We both looked forward to school that year because it meant that we were once again a couple. We saw each other everyday. We coordinated our schedules, even attending a couple of classes together just so we could maximize our time together. As steadies, we had exchanged class rings but Sheila would remove hers before going home at night since technically she was banned by her parents from seeing me. Banning us from seeing each other only strengthened our resolve, making us more determined. We were seniors now and soon we would turn 18 next year. Continue reading →
Before I write any stories about my girlfriend, (ultimately my wife), I am working my way through childhood romances. There is one that I almost accidentally skipped so let me try to document what I remember about my fourth grade flame Kathy Dudley, and anything else worthy of mention that year. Continue reading →
All of us have lots and lots of regrets in life, lots. Some are very significant and major life altering events. Others are tiny moments we wished we had acted differently and we still think about many years after the occurrence. All of our actions and inaction, however, serve to help form who we are today. Continue reading →
I was sitting here tonight just chilling and writing down another cute childhood story when while I was writing I recalled a memory that I had totally forgotten about and not thought about since it occurred way back in sixth grade. I decided to bounce over here and write this one as it is cute. It is a confession of a secret I have been harboring for about 43 years. Continue reading →