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BS: Your first love...

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Subject: BS: Your first love...
From: Bobert
Date: 14 Feb 03 - 11:25 PM

Well, this being Valentines Day and having just seen a piece on the local news about folks who had been high school seeties and found each other years later, I was just curious. Hey, this shouldn't threaten any spouses of SO's but hwat about it? Your first love?

Okay, I'll start. What the heck. I was a freshmen (one year behind) at Falls Church High and she, Iva Outlaw, was a senior at Herndon High. Yeah, it was a great year until she went off to college and I went into my sophmore year....

But we spent a lot of time in the back seat of my buddy, Gar Williams, 49 Ford and, well, I'm not too sure who was teaching whom, but this 15 year old learned to kiss... Which for those days was something....

Bobert


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Amos
Date: 14 Feb 03 - 11:40 PM

Wow, you sentimental ole shmuck, you!! I will never forget Brookie, either, or Marilyn. But before them, in the mists of prehistory in the sunny summers of Boothbay, there was a little girl with golden hair named Alice. She kissed me on the roof of the ferry, and ya coulda knocked me over with a feather, and that's the truth. I have never been the same since!!

A


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Deckman
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 12:06 AM

Hi Bobert ... interesting topic! Well, her name was Sue. She was a little 15 year old Finnish girl, and I wasn't! I was 16! That was the Summer I lived with the Finns in a fishing village on the Washington coast. We worked six days a week, but Sundays were free. That was the Summer of many changes. For one, she taught me how to say: "Mina rakaistaan sinua." And, she also taught me it's meaning! Ah, yes ... to be there again! Merry valentines day to you also. CHEERS, Bob


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Gypsy
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 12:13 AM

Gee, too easy for me. Twas that handsome laddie buck, the handsome mando player by name. Approaching 24 years of wedded bliss.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Bee-dubya-ell
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 12:21 AM

The abiding love of my life from the time I was 17 until I was 19 was a red-haired girl named Sharon. This was at about the same time when Charles Schultz introduced "The Little Red-Headed Girl" to Charlie Brown in the "Peanuts" comic strip. Charlie Brown and I had a lot in common when it came to red-headed girls. He never got his. I never got mine. Sharon was a very good friend. We were hippies together. We smoked pot, drank cheap wine and went to rock concerts as part of the same crowd. I was in love with her. She was in love with somebody else. If there has ever been a worse case of unrequited love I'm sure whoever had it died from it. I tried for two years, but I could not get her to think of me as anything other than a friend. Eventually, I met somebody else and got married, but, if the truth be known, I always felt sort of like I had settled for second place. Sharon came to the wedding. That was the last time I saw her until we ran into each other in a bookstore several years later. I barely remember the conversation we had then because I realized that, even though I was happily married, I had never gotten over my feelings for her. I have never seen her since then, and that was twenty-five years ago. Yet, even now, I sometimes wonder how different my life would have been if....

Bruce


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Kaleea
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 12:22 AM

I wasn't even old enough to date! Danny lived around the block from me. He was almost 3 years older, & 2 grades ahead of me. I might have been all of 13 years old when Danny gave me my first kiss. When I was about 16, Danny went to "South Korea" where he flew missions in Viet Nam. We wrote constantly, I sent him fudge (which melted like crazy) & my to sin for cookies & other goodies & he sent me little doo dads like hankies & souvenirs from "South Korea." Then finally when he was short by about 3 weeks, he flew one more mission & never came home. Danny was the one who really loved me. I got married, a couple of years later--his idea cause he determined that if we got married before he went into the service, he'd get more $$. Ironic thing is, that while he was in the Army, we went over to South Korea! Beautiful country, beautiful people, marvelous culture! Too bad he didn't love me. We divorced the year John Lennon was shot & I have never remarried. I guess that Danny was the real love of my life. Sad, huh? And yes, I have written a couple of Bluegrass songs--only Bluegrass can appropriately convey the subject matter--about Danny, who loved me, & the one I married who didn't really love me.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Sorcha
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 12:31 AM

Oooh, takes me back it does. My "first love" was Frank in 6th grade, but he was in love with my best friend Linda.

My first kiss was Robin when I was 15 at 2 week summer music camp; you know what happened to that one.

Then, I was very definitely in love with my 2nd cousin Michael. He was a CO and went to Vietnam as a Medic. He was shot down and MIA in the Tonkin Gulf on his last flight. I still wonder what might have happened............and what our parents would have thought.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Deckman
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 12:47 AM

BOBERT ... look what you started! Aren't you proud of yourself, cause you should be! Bob


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: GUEST,jaze
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 02:37 AM

Julie W. In my homeroom from 7th grade to graduation.The most beautiful girl I've ever seen. She was the epitome of the "hippie chick". She had a style all her own(kinda like Joni Mitchell).All the other girls envied her because she was so natural. I loved her from afar all those years. We never spoke to each other, but I still think of her from time to time...those were the days...


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: chouxfleur
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 03:03 AM

Diana Badger! It was 1967, she 18, me 17. At a friday night hop at Sussex University. It was like the scene from West Side Story. I saw her on the dance floor dancing with a friend, and evrything else became a blur....all I saw was her. It lasted a couple of years till she met a Chilean tutor at the university and went off to marry in Chile. She became a communist convert. I often wonder if she survived the killings by the junta.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Lyrical Lady
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 04:10 AM

Oh Boy... whadda thread .... this is true!... my first kiss... was from a boy in GR. 6.... I was 11 and he was 10!.... to this day....almost 40 yrs later, he still calls me at least once a month... how great is that??? The first LOVE of my life is still out there... he knows who he is... I'm just sittin' here waitin' on him!!!

LL


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: catspaw49
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 06:06 AM

Had a thread like this before and my "first love" is still the same.........

The first one where I realized those pangs that were difficult to deal with happened at age 13. Lynn was a PK (preacher's kid) and lived in a different suburb of Columbus and we had met several years before at various Youth Group functions and summer camps. That was really the only times we saw each other, but you remember how quickly things happened as a kid? We hit it off right away.

Lynn was a "tomboy" and loved doing all the things that girls didn't always do. Her Dad retired from the ministry to open a camp that the churches used for summer camps WAY out in the middle of nowhere. Her family stayed there all summer and returned to town in the school year. We'd been seeing each other and were an "item" at camps and weekend functions, but neither of us ever really noticed or thought of it that way......we were buddies. Then in the summer when I was 13, her Dad asked my parents if I could work for him for a month or so at the camp. We talked it over and I was allowed to go. He paid me for the work and Lynn and I got to spend a lot of time together....lots of laughs and lots of fun. But we were both still ignorant of the normal "desires" and were buddies until the evening we were up at the pond used for swimming. I had been thrilled to death to be driving the tractor to mow and we'd finished the big field and then done the lawnmower work close around the pond.

Lynn says, "Let's go swimming." I said we'd have to be back for supper soon and by the time we went back and got our suits and came back, we'd be about out of time because the house was a good way from the pond. Lynn said, "We don't need suits.....C'mon...." And we did.....At first it was just me and my buddy swimming naked......That lasted about 30 seconds and then........I think it was the first time I had ever felt those particular feelings for a girl and it was both exciting and frightening as hell. Another of those feelings that you can never repeat, like sleeping restlessly while waiting for Christmas morning when you're 6.........We didn't have sex but it led to a lot more and heavier nightly sessions.

Pretty much then through high school, Lynn and I would still be an item at camps and weekend things, but we knew it now. Great thing about those camp/weekend things was they never really interfered with the traditional day to day local boy/girl relationships.

Spaw


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Jerry Rasmussen
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 06:15 AM

Now if you're talking LOVE, Bobert and not infatuation, I met my first love five and a half years ago. I knew all about infatuation and desire and had been married and divorced. But I didn't know love. Love transforms you into someone far better than you could ever be by yourself, and it not only opens your eyes to the one you love, it opens the whole world to you. Sure, I thought I'd been in love before, like everyone else. But really knowing love is like the difference between a cold glass of Kool-aid and a fine crystal glass of vintage champagne.

A very different kind of buzz.

Yer ole buddy, Jerry


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: allanwill
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 08:53 AM

WHEN I FIRST MET YOUR MA
(P. Kelly)

When I first met your mother
I was playing in a bar
She walked in with my girlfriend
My foolish girlfriend brought her there
She looked so pretty and dangerous
As she brushed back her hair
And I was not the only one
Taking notice in that bar
When I first met your ma

When I first kissed your mother
I was single once again
We walked through Fitzroy Gardens
There she took my hand
We could not stop our kissing
Then she whispered in my ear
'Soon you'll get to know me,
So let's not go too far'
When I first kissed your ma

Love like a bird flies away
You'll find out the only way
Love like a bird flies away

When we first lay together
Inside her father's house
We tried so to be quiet
As we held each other close
Then her dad came pounding in and kicked me out of there
I walked two miles in Melbourne rain
I could have walked ten more
When I first loved your ma

Love like a bird flies away
You'll find out the only way
Love like a bird flies away


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Bobert
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 08:59 AM

Oh, Jerry! If I didn't know Ruthie, I'd swear you made that up!

Yup, "a fine glass of vintage champagne" and a great answer...

Sappy Bobert


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: GUEST,Forum Lurker
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 09:40 AM

You people are making me feel all young and callow. I'm still in my first love, and it's not nearly as wonderful as your nostalgic reminisces make it out to be. That has a lot to do with the "unrequited" bit, though.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Morticia
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 09:45 AM

His name was Michael Eccles....and he fought for me in the school playground.Of course I would be horrified if any man felt he had to fight for my favours these days....but back when I was little, it seemed the most romantic thing in the world.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Snuffy
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 10:07 AM

FIRST GIRL I LOVED
(Robin Williamson)

First girl I loved
Time has come I will sing you this sad goodbye song
When I was seventeen,
I used to know you
Well I haven't seen you now
Since many's the short year
And the last time I seen you
You said you'd joined the church of Jesus
But me I remember your long red hair
Falling in our faces as I kissed you
   Well I want you to know, just had to grow
   Want you to know, I just had to go
   And your probably married now
   House and car and all
   And you turned into a grown-up female stranger
   And if I was lying near you now
   I wouldn't be here at all

Well, we parted so hard
Me, rushing round Britain with a guitar
Making love to people
That I didn't even like to see
Well, I would think of you
Yes I mean in the sick sad morning
And in the lonely mid-night
Try to hold your face before me
   Well I want you to know, just had to grow
   Want you to know, I just had to go
   And your probably married now
   Kids and all
   And you turned into a grown-up female stranger
   And if I was lying near you now
   I'd just have to fall

Well, I never slept with you
Though we must have made love a thousand times
For we were just young,
Didn't have no place to go
But in the wide hills
And beside many a long water
You have gathered flowers
And they do not smell for me
   Well I want you to know, just had to grow
   Want you to know, I just had to go
   And your probably married now
   House and car and all
   And you turned into a grown-up female stranger
   And if I was lying near you now
   I wouldn't be here at all


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Bee-dubya-ell
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 10:08 AM

Forum Lurker's quite correct that it has a lot to do with the "unrequited" bit. A "lost love" from years ago stays forever young and attractive in our imaginations. In reality, they've probably gotten old, gray, bald, fat and ugly just like the rest of us. We romanticize about "what might have been" but, in reality, there's probably a damned good reason why it never happened in the first place.   

Bruce


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: catspaw49
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 10:25 AM

.......which is a great reason for going to class reunions! I finally went to one after 30 years and it was a riot!

Spaw


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Allan C.
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 10:42 AM

It was in Seaside, California. Her name was Reneé, but for some reason it was always prounounced REE-nee. She was eight years old and lived next door. I may have been as old as six. She was smart, a world traveler (she had seen Crater Lake!) and was the prettiest girl I ever had met. It was entirely a one-sided thing, after all, she was so much older. But I thought she was the greatest!


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Big Mick
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 11:03 AM

Pam Fitzgerald................I will never forget you. I was in the fourth grade. I was being the typical little goof at school, and in she walks. I can see her face this moment. She had hair "as black as coal" (I know Pete, you wrote skin as black as coal, but this is my feckin' story!!!), a face full of the most beautiful Norman Irish freckles one has ever seen, tall, ........ right then and there I knew that I had to learn to sing so's I could sing to her. Visited her at her home one time, and she showed me her pet frog.............it was a beautiful pet frog, cuz it got fed by her ........ I knew that the old ones had led me to her, she was the one..........summer vacation came and I thought about her all the time.........couldn't wait to see her in the fall..........came the first day of fifth grade....I was being the typical little goof at school, and in walks Linda Hartley. I can see her face at this moment.......She had hair ..................

Mick


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Rick Fielding
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 11:13 AM

ahhhhhh.....Janet Willis from Baie d'Urfe Quebec. Attractive, smart as a whip, and she laughed at my jokes!

That good natured gal locked me outta the car at a Dairy Queen in Ile Perrot (these are in Quebec, Folks) with two ice cream cones in my hand. I started dripping.....until I thought of something.....

All RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, I'll MARRY you Janet!!!

She let me in! You have no idea, what a scary concept that was in 1961!

Cheers

Rick

P.S. But in LOVE? 15 years ago when I met Heather Docherty from Glasgow.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Nemesis
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 12:46 PM

........... I'm still waiting ...


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Art Thieme
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 12:55 PM

Yes, those pheromones combined with youthful testosterone made memories that'd take me way into a bout of serious Alzheimers.

Art


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Deda
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 01:26 PM

I had a big crush on a boy named Steven Boaz when I was six. I wrote "I love you" in red crayon, over and over, on a sheet of lined paper, and asked my mother to mail it to him, but she refused. So I don't think I ever told him.

But the man I'm married to now is the greatest thing that ever happened to me, and I wouldn't trade him in for all the gut-wrenching roller coaster rides of the heart over the previous five decades all rolled into one.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Alice
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 01:55 PM

Jimmy Doyle, a great Irish tenor voice, in high school chorus we were matched up to be in the dancing chorus of the Mikado. I was the older woman at 17, he was fifteen going on sixteen. My first kiss at 17 and I was obsessed. He turned out to be a creep (but had a great voice).


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: gnu
Date: 15 Feb 03 - 05:11 PM

I was five, seriously. I had just started Kindergarten. She had long, long hair and she enthralled me. Why, I did not know. I asked her to come play at my house, everyday, for months. She finally came. I was a big fan of the Three Stooges and thought it was only appropriate that I should kick her in the bottom after opening the door for her. It didn't last.

True love happened some twenty years later, after a few infatuations. It started on the terms that love wouldn't cloud what I (she) wanted. I was as naive to love as that last clause, because I fell head over heals for her. Many of you may know the depth. That of crying when making love, as if your entire being is in orgasm. I asked her to marry, she agreed, and in the same breath, swore me to secrecy... timing of the announcement of course. But, I soon realized there would be no announcement. She was well-to-do Scot Presbyterian. I was poor Irish Catholic, and never the twain shall meet. I can still recall the shriek of horror her Grandma let out when she found out my mother's maiden name was LeBlanc.

Oh well, there it is. We broke up, she got pregnant by some upstanding Pressy (rather shortly after, in my opion), got sent away to have the child and gave it up, returned to the fold, married a proper Acadian (hope it wasn't just to piss the crusty upper class off, although I wouldn't put it past her) and lived happily (I hope) ever after.

Me ? I'm still looking. Strike that... waiting... I'm too old to be looking.

HEY. Not EVERY storey is CUTSIE LOVEY DOVEY. But it's my storey.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: GUEST
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 12:01 PM

I found him too late I think. You think that know what love is, or rather that it isn't all that it is cracked up to be, and you settle down with someone that you get on with, maybe even raise a family, but all the time something isn't quite right. The closeness you yearn for is missing. Yet you think this is what it must be like for everyone - that fairytale love is just for fairytales.

Then twenty years later, when you weren't even looking for him/her, true love comes at you. Maybe out of the blue. Maybe someone you'd know for years. Maybe a crisis brings you together. Anyway, now you know what the love songs are all about, you know a closeness and sharing that you thought just simply did not exist. You are so comforatble with each other. And making love is suddenly just that. And you realise that you never actually hahmade love before. What was hidden, the wonderful experience of true caring passionate love becomes clear. This is it. Your first (& last?) love. Trouble is, it's now 20 or 30 years since you made your 'first choice'. You don't hate your existing partners, you don't want to hurt them. they've done nothing wrong. But leaving your partners to be together would meant that they were left without enough money to live anywhere half decent. They would suffer.

So you meet in secret and others would call this an "affair". A mid-life crisis maybe. Your crime? You found the person you truely love but you found them years too late. And you both suffer, but it becomes clearer and clearer that this love is not going to go away. The months roll by, and still its stonger/deeper; you feel so comfortable in each other's company - but how to be together? If only you'd met each other first - got the right roll of the dice first time. But life and love are not that simple. It's going to be horrible when it all comes out. People will despise us. But we did not look for this; we resisted for years until it was impossible, then discovered we both felt the same 'spark'. We hate the lies and deceit, but at least only we are suffering. Still, we would never wish away this precious gift of a love more tender than we'd ever dare dream of...


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Kim C
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 02:32 PM

Goshdarnit, Jerry, I was going to talk about Steve, my first serious boyfriend, till I read your post. And you're right.

So I guess I would have to say, Mister and I will be celebrating our 13th anniversary this year. :-)


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 02:47 PM

GUEST of 21 Feb 03 - 12:01 PM, regardless of the fact that it sounds like a plot taken from Peyton Place I suspect of lot of us can concur that we've seen themes and variations on this story.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Deckman
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 02:56 PM

Maybe you could start another thread titled "my second love!" Bob


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 03:00 PM

Bob, maybe someone who has been married more than once should start it?

;->



SRS


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Firecat
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 03:49 PM

The first lad I really fell in love with was Alan. I'd just turned 13, he was 12, and we were at Drama Club at school. I went straight up to him and asked him out! Much to my surprise he said yes.

We got engaged on April 23, 2001, while sitting on the Market Cross in Selby, North yorkshire. I was 17, he was 16.

2 months later, we split. He got his sister to ring and leave a message on my mobile. I rang him back and said that I wouldn't believe it unless he told me himself. I still remember to this day the return message from him. Five words that broke my heart. "It's me. It's true. Goodbye." I actually put a thread up about it called "What becomes of the broken hearted?"!!

20 months later, I'm still single.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: beadie
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 04:02 PM

Well, there was this little out-of-the-way cathouse just outside of Poplar, Montana, about halfway between Wolf Point and Culbertson along US Highway 2 . . . . . . .

OOOOPS, wrong kind of "love," I guess.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Greycap
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 04:10 PM

Ye gods!! Reading all this puts a lump in my throat. It was Christine Welch, she went to Australia....


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Deckman
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 04:55 PM

You know Maggie, that's a good thought. Look at all the possibilities: "my third love"; "my fourth love", etc. My gosh ... it could be positivly boring! CHEERS, Bob


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Bert
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 05:54 PM

When I was three years old I was going to marry Vera Lynn.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: harvey andrews
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 06:09 PM

College...18...Janet...loud, brash full of life girl from Leeds took on a serious, unkissed still quite spotty lad from Brummagem. Showed him the ropes, opened doors to rooms he never knew existed...brought out the 'full of life' part of him... like switching on a light in a darkened room...seeing her naked was the most religious moment of his life...summer break...her letters...picnic at Fountains Abbey with friends...'Don't worry, I can't wait to get back to college and you"..

Back at college..it's all over...someone new she says...got very drunk..very very drunk...and two years more of seeing her every day.
Like a knife...everytime.
I think she married and emigrated to Canada.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Deckman
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 06:11 PM

YIKES! This is the stuff that makes great ballad singers. Bob


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: GUEST,Marcella
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 08:09 PM

i was 12, he was eleven, i was one of the first people he met when he emingrated from england. he moved away, but then i saw him again at at a robin williamson concert 3 years later. he wasn't my first kiss, but the first kiss that made my ovaries skip a beat. we sent mix tapes and poems in the mail to one another for years. i'm twenty now and i still adore him, tho it's a bit on-and-off. very tempestuous, richard-and-linda-thompson sort of a thing.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: Bill D
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 08:49 PM

1st 'crush'..Margaret Holder..3rd grade...daughter of the local fire chief. She was assigned to help me adjust to the school I had just transferred into, and I was smitten. I sat behind her, and stared at her long, golden hair.   

And then one day, I actually dipped her pigtail in my inkwell! (and you thought that was only in cheap novels!) I don't think she ever knew...I know she never consided ME seriously...*grin*

1st semi-adult crush with testosterone involved was in 2nd year of high school...she was gorgeous, smart, popular, busy and, I figured, unattainable. (though she was always pleasant & polite to me!)

Years later, I heard in a roundabout way, that my name had come up in some conversation, and she had mentioned that she always wondered why I have never asked her for a date!!...arrrgghhhh!


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: GUEST,Julia
Date: 21 Feb 03 - 10:29 PM

Andrew, who was 14 when I was 13. I was visiting the high school I would later go to, and sat across from him in his English class. When he needed a sheet of paper and I gave him one of mine, he looked at me and said, "Julia, you are a goddess." ::sighs:: The next year when I came to the school I recognized him and spent every Spanish class for the next two years trying not to stare at him.
He was the perfect geek: wore socks with flip-flops, rarely brushed his hair, played chess like a genius. I was always terrified to tell him how crazy I was about him. The funniest part was how he'd joke to me about how it was easier for a donkey to pass through the eye of a needle than for him to get a date.


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: wysiwyg
Date: 22 Feb 03 - 12:39 AM

Aw, I thought it was gonna be about the first INSTRUMENT you fell in love with! The beginnings of GAS!

Charles Baumgartner (Franke Park School), where O where are you?

~S~


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Subject: RE: BS: Your first love...
From: GUEST,Another GUEST
Date: 22 Feb 03 - 09:26 AM

Oh GUEST (21st Feb). I know just how you feel and I'll bet some others out there do too. My first love was an American and perhaps because I was only 16 I thought all love was the same as I had with him. He moved back to the US and I never saw him again. I still think of him and wonder where he is now. So I had a few boyfriends and discovered that all love is not the same and came to realise how special he was. I got married and had kids with a good man but there was always that spark missing. Then like you I found it again out of the blue and its wonderful. I know we can never be together ... not yet anyway but what I have learned is that you can find true love more than once in a lifetime and that there is nothing to compare.


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