If One Is Good


If one is good, then two must be great, he said laughingly.  I smiled and nodded in agreement.  But later, when thinking about it, I began to have my misgivings and in fact concluded that I could think of several exceptions to that rule.

My mind went back to when, as a boy of seventeen (yes, I was seventeen once) I was facing the impending crisis confronted by every high school boy with two left feet, the Senior Prom.  More specifically, although I frequently talked about girls, I seldom if ever actually talked to one.  Now, I was going to have to ask one to a dance.

 After considering my options, I narrowed them down to a couple of safe choices. By that I mean girls whose laughter would not reverberate throughout the halls of the school upon my invitation.  My town, like many, was subtlety divided into white collar and…

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I am retired and live in southern Maine with my wife and two dogs. I started Oldmainer .wordpress.com as an outlet for my occasional opinions and random observations, with some poetry thrown in. I welcome anyone that wants to kick back and join me here on the porch, exploring all the gifts we have been given and the memories collected. Thanks for stopping by.
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