Eric 39/365
High school date. You were exotic. Prince fan, me too. Went out a few times. You pinned me to your bed after school. I froze as you undid my zipper. Little brother entered. I cried and walked home.
High school date. You were exotic. Prince fan, me too. Went out a few times. You pinned me to your bed after school. I froze as you undid my zipper. Little brother entered. I cried and walked home.
High school acquaintance. The good girl, the true beauty. Everyone was shocked when we learned you were pregnant just before graduation. I wanted to be your friend, but I was not a very good friend to be had.
Babysitter. You creeped me out. In my 10 year old world you gave me a vibe I didn’t recognize but made me very uneasy. You thought you were a true gift to humanity. Really hope it was unfounded.
Direct Sales Manager. I never really connected with you, though I tried for a long time before I gave up. I’m glad you gave it up to, it really wasn’t your thing. I genuinely hope you’re doing well.
4th grade teacher. You wore tight t-shirts. I was fascinated by your large breasts. I feel ashamed as I write that this is my strongest memory of you. Not your huge influence or your brilliance, but your breasts.
Childhood friend. You moved from California to Indiana and my Dad had just moved to California. Knowing you, I felt closer to him. We played for hours, never saw your Mom. Then you moved without ever saying good-bye.
Teenage babysitter when I was 7 or 8. During the summer she’d lay out in the sun with her top undone and my brother would scare her into jumping up therefore revealing herself to his gleeful little friends.
Football player. Crazy fun. Broke my heart repeatedly in grade 12 and after. Your familial life story is filled with grief and sadness, I sincerely hope that you’ve found peace among it all. And a little humility, too.
You loved me the best you could. I was mouthy and hard to get to close to. I wish I paid attention and listened to your stories. You fascinate and inspire me. I hope you’re a happy woman.
Grade 7, first kiss under the big tree beside our driveway. Smiles and freckles, I remember. You’re sweet, kind. I learned from the lesson that being cool isn’t worth the price of friendship. Hope your life is blessed.