Memories of Sweethearts, Lovers and Might-have-Beens
In case you're keeping score, you can track my serial monogamy in high school like this: Diana-->(Jonna)-->Sheila-->-->Laura-->Kristin-->Stacy/Sonia -->(Kim)-->Graduation. The ones in parentheses, I didn't actually date, but that helps you track their origin in my life. Those astrologically minded of you might want their Sun Signs, so here they are: Sheila was a Cancer, Diana was a Libra, Jonna a Scorpio, Laura a Cancer (but there was Saggitarius in her chart something fierce), Kristin an Aquarius, Stacy a Scorpio, Sonia a Libra, and Kim an Aquarius. Interesting, no? Especially when you consider I eventually married a Libra, and now am partnered with a Scorpio.
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- I really adored Sheila, she and I were great friends and sweethearts. She was the girl who first taught me to kiss. She was in love with Styx, I remember. She was a slender blonde with beautiful blue eyes, I believe they were blue. My memory is terrible! At any rate, she was wonderful and I'm thankful we got to spend time together. I hope she is having a wonderful life and I would love to hear how she's doing!
(or Diane Crawford - she was called both, but I called her Diana)
- My first super-serious crush. Wow. I was lost in this girl. We met at Six Flags. She wrote me very long letters, every single day. As near as I can tell, she remained "faithful" to me. But after a while, she really started needing to have a boyfriend who was closer, and I got replaced by someone with a car. It was OK, our age differences (she was a Senior, I was a Freshman) were pretty specific.
- Her loving letters to me were part of what taught me how to communicate lovingly. She was a short girl with long brown hair, beautiful eyes, a winning smile. She had a gymnast's body and was so compact and small. She was also somewhat aggressive, as she felt it was necessary to teach me the way boys properly kiss girls. It was sweet and wonderful. I miss her and hope she's doing fine.
- Jonna was a tall, long-legged lovely girl-woman by the time I first met her. Perhaps she might not have been considered universally beautiful at the time, but I was absolutely smitten by her. I had a push/pull vibe going with her, I kind of wanted to be around her, but I also was kind of scared of her. She was a Senior, and I was a freshman in high school.
- Talk about kicking myself. I really think that, if I had had half a brain, I would've kept going out with Laura. Laura was perhaps the most attractive, intelligent, delicious young woman I had ever known in high school. To this day, I do not remember what madness seized me that I would absent myself from her company, but I guess it's all in the past now. She was accepting of all of me, and we had a very deep relationship on many levels. We talked for hours. She took me driving, kissed me well and often, introduced me to a love of kisses. She was a Sophomore, I was a Freshman (the younger man/older woman thing again!). She was wonderful, and I wish her well. I was so stupid to lose her! I wonder what she's doing now?
- Kristin was my first love on many levels. She and I were together for at least a year during my Junior and Senior time. An Aquarius, she was the most special sweetheart I had in high school. We were sweethearts in the best sense of the word, and later, we were quite passionate with each other. Unfortunately, I fear she was a victim of my childishness: I wasn't able to cope with the intimacy we shared and didn't know how to fix that in a relationship: I was 16, after all. So Kristin, if you're reading this, I'm sorry. I have since realized how awful I treated you when I was 16, and I truly apologize. I don't think I'll ever see her again, but I thought if she read this, then she would at least know.
- OK, if anything this girl was where I got my love of roundy redheads. I just realized that! She was a lovely gamer chick, a goth girl before goth was cool. She had beautiful red hair and amazing eyes and she kissed so fine and she was so willing to be kissed. She was not a small girl, but this is what made her so incredibly attractive and beautiful to me. I remember one of those traditional teen moments: kissing passionately with the soundtrack being Led Zepplin's Stairway to Heaven. *grins* Stacy shocked the heck out of me by coming to my wedding. I really enjoyed seeing her though, and if it had been a better wedding, I could've danced with her. She was wonderful, I hope she's very happy where she is today.
- I don't want to embarass her here, but this was the sister of a good friend of mine, and we had a passing teenage affair. She was beautiful and lovely and wonderful to kiss. I really enjoyed my time with her, and thought she was fun and funny and sweet. She just didn't live nearby for a large part of the time I knew her, so she was geographically unavailable.
- Kim was a beautiful blonde girl with crescent shaped eyes and an infectious laugh. She had an ample body and a pair of cupid's-bow pouty lips: perfect. But what made her truly special was that she was intelligent and witty and charming and just as strange as the rest of us. She accepted us for who we were. She was cuddly and loving and sweet and kind. She knew we all wanted her desperately and thought it was cute. I can't remember everything about her, because it has been a long, long time, but I still have a greeting card she gave me once that said a lot. I miss her greatly and would love to know how she's doing in life.
- Of course, finding someone named Kim Smith is like finding a needle in the haystack. I can only hope one of her high school friends reads this and contacts me, as she's not really had any contact with the graduating class of 85.