“Young love”


When we were 13 he dropped me off at my house after a bike riding date.  We stood in my garage and he kissed me for the first time.  I said to him, “my parents tell me not to throw these words around in less you really mean them, but I think I am falling in love with you.”  He hopped onto his bike and pedaled as fast as he could home.


Postscript: We continued dating from that point on. We have been married 23 years.

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