I've been going through them looking for some to post for 'Throw-Back Thursdays" on face book. Here's my first 'boyfriend' in Yonkers early in the forties!
Gosh how I loved my 'Nana' Slater
and Aunt Pauline
and Nana's 'Cabin' in the Catskill mountains
where I spent many joyful Summer weeks
and I loved the neighbor girls pony
and my cousin 'Frannie' Weckerle
whom I idolized
Stars of my childhood are long gone
Looking at them now,
I feel that feeling of being loved
Teenage years were fraught with angst,
but I was loved then too.
Now I can love the girl I was. I understand her.
I've accepted and forgiven her ignorance.
Understanding will do that.
It just takes time.
Maybe more of this in another post.