dona's 365

My crush on Jeff began in 6th grade and continued into college. He always seemed more comfortable with girls than boys. He dated Betsy and fell in love with Vilma . I could never get him to notice me. The last time I saw him he'd been arrested for shoplifting at Zayre.

I had a crush on Gary ever since I saw him at the pinewood derby . He knew it too. My friend Pam volunteered to keep an eye on him during study hall but they ended up going steady. He eventually asked me out but he skated with everyone but me.

I first encountered Bob at my brother ’s Cub Scout pinewood derby race to which I inappropriately wore off-white hot pants and a brown see-through blouse. Upon passing him the next day, in the center stairway of our high school, he muttered, “you looked better last night”. He ultimately dated Sally .

Alex’s roommate, Martin, was born and raised in England. He taught soccer at the YMCA and somehow became a fixture in our home; his British accent filling the void Jeremy’s left behind. Years later I heard from Alex that Martin died, in his sleep, from an epileptic seizure. No fair.

Kindergarten classmate, Greg wandered back into my life when we were seventeen. Drove me to school, bought me hot chocolate at McDonald's, blew smoke into my face. Oh, he was gorgeous. I wasn’t his type though. I pretended not to mind and told myself it was best, because he smoked.