I shared the story of the very first time I ever saw Kim, my wife, in the Thunderbolts story (read me). That experience was very unusual and the memory that lives with me is very vivid. This is the story of the second time I ever saw Kim. We still did not know each other. Likely she didn’t even know my name yet….but I knew hers. Continue reading
I’ve written a few stories that mentioned our local west side Hamiltucky skating rink. The stories mentioning early interactions with my wife and with my then best friend Terry represent important memories for me. If I’m comparing to today’s teens, for a lot of us high schoolers, the skating rink was our ‘mall’. It was THE place for social interaction, whether it be friendship, love or a number of any other dramas. Friday and Saturday nights had to be spent at the rink if you wanted to get away from the boring adults and wanted to be a part of that weekend’s kid drama.