An old diner / along the road
It brings memories / of my youth
Meals on weekends / the food was good
Minor item / there's so much more
More to tell so here goes / the diner in my mind sat beside the sidewalk / had parking in the front / behind was a lush green lawn belonging to the "Y"
The YWCA is / may still be there today / I dated her / she worked where I was but a different floor / she made watches I made proximity fuses for the Navy torpedoes / Elgin National Watch factory
She was my first Steady / we both were young / not twenty-one / teens I think / she liked my hot rod Ford / we'd ride and ride and then park and park in the dark / we'd get hot and bothered / touchy too / but we never disobeyed / disobeyed our mothers not
She had to be in the Y by eleven / she always was / we didn't drink or do drugs / real nice kids / but after I took her home I'd cruise some more / sometimes party with the boys /
or race my Ford out on the Interstate not yet opened / I'd built up the engine myself / my Ford would outrun the Chevys
then one day her old boy friend came home from the wars / my girl was not my girl anymore / she left town quit her job / didn't tell me goodbye / I never saw her again
don't regret our time together / well over a year
I never minded that diner again
But still it's IN my mind / won't go away
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Seems like she was the proximity fuse!
ReplyDeletewell - that's not nice of her, Jim - to leave without saying goodbye! Hmph!
ReplyDeleteThis was fun to read!
Sincerely,
David [ben Alexander]
http://skepticskaddish.com/
A ‘Jim’ story ~~ love them!
ReplyDeleteIt wasn't meant to be. Now you have the wonderful Mrs.Jim and I am sure you wouldn't have it any other way
ReplyDeleteJim, I truly enjoyed your trip down memory lane. Things probably worked out for the best...
ReplyDeleteExperiences like that will never go away.....
ReplyDeleteIt's lovely, Jim, that this is a memory with no regrets.
ReplyDeleteGreat story, Jim!
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