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Falling in Love…Maybe

My Real Memoir I was on “the island of romance.” Alone. So I grabbed a burger with some buddies, and went swimming with the Catalina goldfish. It was an otherworldly experience, gliding amid throngs of beautiful, luminous creatures. Still, I … Continue reading

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My Summer of Love

My Real Memoir Martha. It was an old-fashioned name for an old-fashioned girl from an old-fashioned family. Echoing Chekhov, there were three sisters, a “rebellious one,” a “baby-of-the-family,” and a “good one.” Martha was the good one, and she was … Continue reading

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The Girl From Texas

My Real Memoir It was the Summer of Love, and “love-ins” were popping up everywhere. Marc and I had heard there was one in Griffith Park. So we jumped in his Chevy and went looking for hippies gyrating to guitars … Continue reading

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Learning How to Kiss

 My Real Memoir “Kissy Boys.” That was what our first-born called those osculation-crazy little preschool guys who chased her around the playground looking for a smooch. They weren’t particularly good at it, but they were persistent. It sounded familiar. Ah, … Continue reading

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My First Date

My Real Memoir I was in love with my life. More specifically, I was in love with theatre, music, and girls, all girls—with “Womanhood,” I told my pen pal Judy (above), and so I was “playing the field with enthusiasm.” … Continue reading

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Help! I Need Somebody

My Real Memoir Help! I need somebody Help! Not just anybody Help! You know I need someone I was fourteen and “girl crazy.” From my early abandonment of the He Man Woman Haters Club to discovering how much I liked smart-cute … Continue reading

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My First “I Love You”

Summer Memories (Part Two)  (To read Part One, click here)  I was on the “island of romance.” Alone. I grabbed a burger with some buddies and swam with the Catalina goldfish. But they weren’t as pretty as her. Her being … Continue reading

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