“There ain’t nothing forgotten”
Clint Eastwood uttered these words in “The Outlaw Josey Wells”. Mostly it is a true statement; regardless of the bad grammar. Who among us did not have a past love, a person we could not live without?
I have and I remember them well!
There was Kathy in high school my first “true love”. I am not being sarcastic here because she was my first love. She was excited that I asked her to the Junior Prom – I was excited that she accepted. Kathy and I had dated before but love blossomed after the Junior Prom. We even started wearing the same shirts on Friday at school. Kathy was a “dream come true” for me – she did not judge my past; did not make me feel different. She was a smart, caring and loving person. She made me better than I was – more fulfilled. Yet all things end and she quoted the Stone Pony to me: “You and I dance to the beat of a different drum”. It took me two years and many tears to get over my adolescent love.
In college it was Diane, and I was crazy in love. She drank wine and I drank beer – this should tell you where this relationship went. I asked her to marry me on swings overlooking Lake Huron. She said yes and then later recanted. I suspect that her parents told her not to marry below her means – she was from Grosse Point Farms, Michigan when it was important. I still think of her often.
Then there was Annie who salvaged me after Diane. She was a total non-conformist like me; a breath of fresh air. I asked her to marry me; she turned me down. Later she called me and wanted me to reconsider; marry me she said – I turned her down.
I turned Annie down because I was dating Nanci. Nanci has been my love for 33 years and we have raised two wonderful boys – Jon and Jeff.
“There ain’t nothing forgotten”. I think about Kathy, Diane and Annie occasionally and the wonderful things, insights and a breath of life that they gave me – I will never forget them – but I have Nanci. Nanci is the truest and best thing that has ever happened to me and when I think of the other women I feel as though I am cheating. I think that it is because of the other loves that I am a better person, a better husband. The others are gone; Nanci and I are together and will be to the end.
Loves lost, loves gained and life. It is kinda like Side B of a 45 - a real pleasent surprise - that is my Nanci.