People don't change

So I thought I was in love. But I wanted to get an education first. Why? and loose the coolest, sweetest guy ever. He wanted to marry me either before the went to Korea or right after. I still wanted to go the college. It was 1972, college was a cool place and I wanted to be part of it. He wanted to go home. I kept his car, a 1971 powder blue VW while he was in Korea. I kept it in the the car port. My dad had to keep his car in the drive way. I washed it, kept up on all the maintenance records and it perfect when he got back. He ask me again to marry him. I still wanted to finish school. I wanted to marry him too but I wanted it on my terms. I was too young to think that I was not the center of the world. It tore me up to say no but I was arrogant enough to think he would wait for me. I didn't know what happened to him.

I think about it a lot and always have. I wondered what happened to him and regretted not having sex. We were both virgins.

The beginning

I don't remember much about the '70s. Not that I was on drugs or anything, it was as long time ago. The best part of the '70s is that in 1972 when I was 18 years old I met this great guy named Danny. He was in the Army stationed at Ft. Bliss, Texas. I was in collage at UTEP. One of my class mates introduced us at her house. I don't know how she met Danny but he called me and we started dating for about a year. What made him so intreguing was that he played the saxaphone in the Army band. He also played in a dance band called the El Paso Drifters on the weekends. I remember going with him to gigs. He had to play and I got to eat and party with people I didn't know. When he started coming to the house my Mom fell inlove with him. My dad thought was harmless enough.