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August 2015

August 4th, 1970

I was suppose to get married on August 4th 1970. I was 17 and "going with" a boy who I had dated for a year. We were off to college and wanted to keep our "relationship" going. We made a date to marry after college and it has stuck in my mind for all these years. I will call him the boy because that is what he was and I was the girl.

We were the typical kids of the 60's in our part of the world. You had a steady boyfriend and went with him to everything, prom, homecoming, Holiday dances and dating every weekend. It was a given that you spent all that time together. Then there was SEX...  This isn't going to be about teenage sex. There wasn't any. There was a lot of parking.. parking meant going to the local cemetery and making out. 

I often wonder what my life would have been if I had married the boy. I think we all wonder that. The road not taken.. I have had many twists and turns this life time. Times that I have wondered what to do and where to go. Times I wish I had a crystal ball that would tell me what was right. The relationship with the boy ended before Valentines Day of freshman year. 

I have never had any doubt that I made the right choice about not getting married on August 4th.