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Contributed by:
Rodney Foster
on 1/29/2007
It's 1943.
Patsy
and I are classmates in a three-room grade school. She's in sixth grade. I'm in seventh. We're pre-teen friends. In high school we date. By 1949, we're going steady. Innocent teenage "fun" dates advance to light petting. Soon we realize we're in love. Desire for "fulfillment" grows to passion. We're both from deeply religious homes, inculcated with strict, rigid obedience to our families' moral code. Fearful, young, still innocent and confused, I break off our dating relationship without explanation. Unknown to the other, we share broken hearts.
After high school, we both leave the small valley. We each marry, pursue careers, raise children and live seemingly happy, productive lives. We see each other at periodic school reunions. Exchange pleasantries between couples.
Fifty years pass. There is no other communication. Patsy's husband has died. She's moved to Colorado with her two grandchildren to care for her terminally ill daughter. Her daughter dies. Soon, with her grandchildren nearing maturity, Patsy is looking forward to a life alone in Colorado.
I, a successful, retired banker, experience a colossal post-retirement business failure, losing everything. It's too much for my wife. We separate. The business debts follow me with $1 million in delinquent taxes. Investors file civil lawsuits for millions. The sun ceases rising and setting in my life. Yes, for a proud, formerly successful businessman, suicide is an option in the darkness of such a hell.
June 2000. Now in Oregon, I receive an invitation to, perhaps, my final high school reunion in California. Setting aside the darkness, I decide to attend. In Colorado, Patsy receives a similar invitation. At the urging of friends, she decides to attend. We meet. I believe she's still married. She believes I'm still married. We exchange polite small talk conversation.
Following the reunion, almost by chance, I receive an e-mail from Patsy with pictures she took at the reunion. I respond. Within days, we learn the status of each other. The long dormant embers of teenage love begin to glow. A prolific, cyberspace courtship follows, filling in50 years of separation and sowing the seeds of a future together.
By December 2000, the teenage love that I had quashed without explanation50 years earlier was re-ignited into a burning flame. I arrive in Colorado to Patsy's waiting arms, beginning the fulfillment of a lifelong, quiescent dream, for two.
Both in our late 60s and in excellent health we pick up our teenage love affair as though only a moment has passed. We share mutual memories from child and young adulthood. We share memories from our separate lives. We enjoy a passionate, romantic love affair each day (and night),both looking forward to our tomorrows - and the decades to follow.
We are married November 2, 2005, on Patsy's birthday, which happens to be the fifth anniversary of the "cyberspace" note she sent that first mentioned "luv."
With Patsy's emotional support, Iam able to settle all of the personal financial liabilities formy defunct corporation and, representing myself in court, have all of the civil suits dismissed.
Now, the morning sun rises on two blissful lovers; the evening sun sets on two geriatric, incurable romantics. As a published poet, Patsy now receives my "poems of love" on every special (and many non-special) occasions, especially Valentine's Day.
Rodney Foster
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Submitted By: Brendan Leonard
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This is an awesome story. Congratulations on finding each other again!
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