* He was the smallest boy in our class.
* His mom was from New Jersey.
* He had two older sisters that had the cool Farrah Fawcett hairstyle that I wanted and never actually got my wavy hair to achieve.
* We shared a birthday.
* One year for Valentine's Day, he got me a silver chain with a metal heart on it from Avon. He was too shy to give it to me so he put it in my desk, wrapped. I, of course, saw it the minute I got to school, but was too shy to tell him, so I acted like I didn't see it. After lunch he finally said, "Look in your desk." I remember being like, "What??? I don't see anything." (Sigh! I was so shy! Very painful memories.)
* I think we may have actually "gone out" for one day although I considered him my boyfriend for a long time. Now that I think about it, maybe it was all in my mind...
* I have no recollection of him from 4th grade through high school except one day after we had graduated, I read in the paper that he had been shot in the leg. I have no idea what that was about, but I heard he recovered fine. I'm glad.
Anyone ever hear the term "puppy love"



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