August 23rd, 1961 - My first boy-girl party. Tami Peterson's birthday. my first crush. I think she was 8 feet tall. She didn't change my life.
August 23rd. 1964 - Giants vs Mets, double header at Shea Stadium. I'm there with my Dad. Giants win the first game easily; the second game, not so easy. A bunch of odd circumstances; a triple play, Mays plays shortstop, the game goes on for 23 innings! Memorable, but not life changing.
August 23rd, 1968 - I met Pat on a blind date.
Life changing.
Thank you God.
Thank you Pat.
................okay, I 'm probably completely wrong about the first 2 dates, but not the third one.
Absolutely, completely, satisfyingly............ memorable.
Sweet!
ReplyDeleteSTOP MAKING THE REST OF US LOOK BAD!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI don't know where you came from, my sentimental darling, but I am so glad that I was the one that found you.
ReplyDeleteHappy anniversary (first date), Jimbo! I love you forever.
Pat
I quit. I cannot compete. You win.
ReplyDeleteThere's no quitting in the world of blog; just very long hiatuses.
ReplyDeleteThat wouldn't have made a nice facebook post...
ReplyDeleteWhy the hell didn't you call me?
ReplyDeleteTami
Pay no attention to that slut.
ReplyDeleteI am very late to this party, but I'm here now.
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