Life has a way of making things even, so there's always hope. In my case, the transition from boy to man was a comedy of errors. Fortunately, there were only minor pitfalls along the way, one of which transpired in the ninth grade. I had a crush on a girl we will call Surely (Shirley you jest. <grin> ((regular readers will understand the name)) ). Unfortunately, as is the case in most relationships, ladies date "older men". Although, I made many daring attempts to catch Surely's fancy, my attempts were in vain as she spurned all my advances.
Fast forward to my twenty year senior high reunion, which I learned about at the last moment because I really didn't follow the class reunions. I asked my then-wife, Susie, if she wanted to attend. She said, "Sure". So, we got dressed and went to the reunion.
Without doing to much of a "trumpet solo" and beating my own drums, I will set the scene for you. I was 38 years old, a successful real estate broker and my ex-wife was (and still is), a knockout. I wore a dark grey, pin striped, Pierre Cardin three piece suit and my wife wore a black, silk, clingy dress.
The reunion party was nicely prepared and I ran into a lot of old friends. We sat down at a table with two other couples which I knew and sat down to enjoy the evening. I went to the bar to get my wife and I some drinks and as I sat down, I noticed a table of five ladies behind my table.
When my wife got up later to go to the restroom, one of the girls at that table said to me, "I think I know you, did you go to Filer Junior High?" I replied, "Yes." She said, "My name is Surely." I said, "I think I had a crush on you." She said, "I wish you would have told me !" Her sister, who was sitting beside her, said, "Me too !" I smiled, shrugged and turned back to my table as I silently recited a thank you prayer to the dating gods.
The Pictures: A mix of feelings and thoughts, all non-specific is today's selection. Although mostly unusual pictures, I've added a few pastoral scenes of which I'm fond.
This Date In History: 1867; The Minnesota farmer, Oliver H. Kelley, forms the National Grange of the Patrons of Husbandry, an association of farmers popularly called the Grangers. 1877; Thomas Edison invents the phonograph. 1915; Henry Ford sets sail for Europe aboard the Ford Peace Ship on a diplomatic mission to end World War I. 1918; President Woodrow Wilson departs Washington, D.C., on the first European trip by a U.S. president. 1945; The United States joins the United Nations.
Birthdays: Thomas Carlyle, Scottish essayist and historian (1795), Lillian Russell, opera soprano (1861), Francisco Franco, Spanish dictator (1892).
The Hits Just Keep On Coming: I have quite a few female readers (and I love it) and when I got the following from My Perfect Martini, I thought I'd pass it on. I have edited this somewhat, because parts of which I either did not like or did not agree with. The gist, however, remains the same.
That's it for today my little tinsel hangers. More Tomorrow.
Stay Tuned !
4 comments:
Great humor tonight, Jimmy. Keep it up. Yes, I'm older. <grin>
Jackie
You're rather pithy tonight. (I love that word) that is a GREAT story about "surely" and I GET it, including the trumpet solo. AND, just what age to you consider an older women to be? Now THAT is a question! Anne
surely you jest
The dating God knew you weren't really serious when you asked for Surely to reciprocate your feelings. Thank goodness for unanswered prayers.
xoxo ~Myra
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