“A lifetime ago~we ran the dusty streets~and kissed behind the lilacs~of the old church.”*
When I was about four years old, we lived in Lampasas, Texas. My father owned a construction company specializing in bridge building and we were there for him to build several. Due to his business, the first 5 years of my life we lived in a “house trailer” as my Mom called it in the 50s and 60s. A much easier way to just take home with you where ever the next job happened to be. We did on a couple of occasions live in an apartment or duplex. Why I don’t know and of course didn’t question where we lived when I was a small child.
Anyway, I had my 5th birthday while living in Lampasas. We lived in a small independently owned and operated “trailer park”. Mrs. Green was a sweet little widow who used the money from renting out space on the extra land next to her home as a supplemental retirement lived next door. The county hospital was across the highway (and is still there to this day), a family owned and operated restaurant was to our right, and to the left of Mrs. Green was the Catholic Church (still alive and kicking). I wanted to give you a bit of geography of that time. Currently, Bennie Boyd’s Dodge dealership occupies Mrs. Green’s previous property and a hardware store is where the restaurant stood.
The restaurant owners had two children … a boy about my age and his older sister. We became fast friends and had the run of our little world every day. Mostly, they came to our house because they had nothing to do at the restaurant after their chores were finished and before they were needed for new ones.
Larry, the boy my age and I soon had a quiet romance blooming. I don’t know who initiated it, but we discovered kissing that summer and of course loved that activity immediately. Knowing that kissing would be forbidden at our young age by the parental units, we sought out private places to practice this newly discovered art. The favored place being behind the lilac bushes at the Catholic Church and the privet hedges circling Mrs. Green’s south side porch. What a wonderful time in both of our lives!
Years later, after I began my teaching career, Larry re-entered my life briefly. That is a story for another time…”six degrees of separation” and all that jazz!
Kissing is still very important to me as an adult. With any new relationship, if the kissing is not up to par, then that is a definite deal breaker for going forward in my book.
Always I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you LOVE.
As Ever, Annie
First posted 2/2/13
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