Saturday, October 12, 2013

Remembering

The first time I remember hearing this song was 1964.
I was on a tennis court in Abilene, Texas, with three friends:
my best friend, Stephanie, 
my former boyfriend, Richard, 
and my new boyfriend, 
Robert.

We were "playing at tennis", as an excuse to be together.
Stephanie and Richard were a new "item",
and Rob and I were just on the verge of having 
a "relationship".

Thanks to the Beatles, 
the pleading lyrics and pulsing beat of 
"I Want to Hold Your Hand" 
communicated clearly the message of the day,
without us having to say a word.

Hand-holding followed soon thereafter!

(Thanks, guys...)


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