And so it begins… Part 1

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“All that work, all that money”

Cupid has a funny way of introducing himself. I am no ladies man, but I do have my moments, and one of those moments happened in the spring of 1970. Like a thief in the night, his arrow was low and slow but accurate and effective. I didn’t even see it coming. I had no clue what happened and I just accepted it and went on. Sometimes you just have to do things without question or reason. Sure, it’s a little dangerous, but it’s a risk/reward type of thing. And so, my courtship with Donna begins…

The risk: I’m not sure of the why and the how factor in falling in love, I only knew it happened and I was going to do everything in my power to keep it that way. I had a good job, was still living at home and was just as irresponsible as the next guy. No big bills, no kids, no nothing… at 21 years, I could do anything.
My thoughts about Donna had changed over the past few months, from that plain Jane of a girl into a beautiful, bright and spirited young women. “What the hell is happening here?”. Whatever feelings I had before about her were gone and forgotten, and I was overtaken by a myriad of emotions and uncertain feelings about myself and the future. I was committed 100 percent, but I was just not sure about Donna. I knew she liked me, but hey, where have I been all these years? I’ll tell you, in my own little world.
Donna was a social butterfly. She knew lots of people, had some great friends and was enjoying life in the tourist industry… Meanwhile I was sort of quiet and reserve, not very quick to meet new people, and always wanting to stay in the back and blend in. Let’s hope that old saying, opposites attract has meaning here. My plan was simple and direct, dinners, dancing (remember the 70’s was the disco era) and never leaving her side. I was going to bombard her and break her into submission. Little did I know…