What happened to your highschool sweetheart?
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rze99
Doctor of Teleocity
First kind of sweetheart - a very young sort of affection, around the age of 8. She gave me a kiss and I thought "that's what it's all about".
I bumped into her when we were both about 40 and we got talking. She's a now mortician. And.... I just couldn't get away quickly enough.
I bumped into her when we were both about 40 and we got talking. She's a now mortician. And.... I just couldn't get away quickly enough.
She's doing well on marriage #2, and that makes me happy.
I've also found the one who should have been my high school sweetheart, and doing quite well myself.
I've also found the one who should have been my high school sweetheart, and doing quite well myself.
Steve 78
Friend of Leo's
She's now a He.Always struck me as a bit more than 'different' to the other girls.
Take a walk on the wild side, Lou...
I went to a boys school, so, yeah I spent a lot of time playing guitar by myself...
I never had one... nor did we have a "prom"....
girls didn't go out with pimply faced geeks with glasses and scraggly lank straight hair....( think garth)
I don't think there were any girls in my yr 12 class that I actually liked anyway....
though strangely, the sister of a friend of my younger brothers' who didn't even go to our school that I kinda only met a few times at parties/the beach.....walked into my backdoor a few years back after not seeing her/hearing her name since those times, 30 yrs maybe... and said Gidday, how's it going?...
she still looked like her young self....beautiful.... I was tongue tied trying to remember her name...
She's been my best friend ever since then... like the sister I never had... we talk about anything and help each other a lot.. she even has a Uke collection....and she's never asked for a cent...
yet, we've never kissed or only hugged once or twice ... she even lived here for a while when I moved her out of a strange house where a girl was giving her a hard time/pushing her around, etc...
I still shake my head about that... the world of girls works in mysterious ways..
girls didn't go out with pimply faced geeks with glasses and scraggly lank straight hair....( think garth)
I don't think there were any girls in my yr 12 class that I actually liked anyway....
though strangely, the sister of a friend of my younger brothers' who didn't even go to our school that I kinda only met a few times at parties/the beach.....walked into my backdoor a few years back after not seeing her/hearing her name since those times, 30 yrs maybe... and said Gidday, how's it going?...
she still looked like her young self....beautiful.... I was tongue tied trying to remember her name...
She's been my best friend ever since then... like the sister I never had... we talk about anything and help each other a lot.. she even has a Uke collection....and she's never asked for a cent...
yet, we've never kissed or only hugged once or twice ... she even lived here for a while when I moved her out of a strange house where a girl was giving her a hard time/pushing her around, etc...
I still shake my head about that... the world of girls works in mysterious ways..
Married 45 years this May.
I like to quote a Tommy Castro song
I got a roof that leaks, a floor that squeaks
A car that breaks down every two or three weeks
But I'm lucky
Lucky in love
I like to quote a Tommy Castro song
I got a roof that leaks, a floor that squeaks
A car that breaks down every two or three weeks
But I'm lucky
Lucky in love
The first one's father beat me up and I never saw her again. They'd moved to another town and I went to visit. He came home unexpected at lunch time, and though we weren't doing anything bad, he still flipped out and attacked me. I still wonder what happened to her. She had a real common name, so I never was able to track her down.
The next one ran away from home and claimed to have stayed with Frank Zappa in LA while working as a secretary at UCLA. She came back, we had a shag and broke up after she told me she was pregnant (Two days later, right?). I heard from a mutual friend that she went to beauty college and my mother would go there and have her hair done and talk about me not knowing she knew me.
The third is the one I'd call my true high school sweetheart. She went to a different school and we kind of drifted apart. The last time I saw her after high school, she was in a relationship with a coke dealer and I don't think it was going well. I recently found her brother on Facebook, but when I asked about her, he quit replying. It felt real weird. I hope she's OK where ever she is.
The next one ran away from home and claimed to have stayed with Frank Zappa in LA while working as a secretary at UCLA. She came back, we had a shag and broke up after she told me she was pregnant (Two days later, right?). I heard from a mutual friend that she went to beauty college and my mother would go there and have her hair done and talk about me not knowing she knew me.
The third is the one I'd call my true high school sweetheart. She went to a different school and we kind of drifted apart. The last time I saw her after high school, she was in a relationship with a coke dealer and I don't think it was going well. I recently found her brother on Facebook, but when I asked about her, he quit replying. It felt real weird. I hope she's OK where ever she is.
thegeezer
Tele-Afflicted
I posted mine and have read all the rest. It's a fascinating read actually....part nostalgia, part heartbreak, part what could have been, a little tragedy, a little humor....adolescence in a paragraph.
xafinity
Friend of Leo's
Most of my old flames ended up just like me. Half blind and half crippled.
The memories however, are still powerful and crystal clear.
The memories however, are still powerful and crystal clear.
jazzereh
Tele-Meister
Crap, this is such a depressing thread. Yes, I know, some of you say everything is fine for you now but my point is the memories in many cases reek of sadness or bliss [getting out of something], remorse, or whatever. Decided I better just pour another single malt and not read any further.
My first serious high school girlfriend went forward with her life, and seemed to do pretty well over the years. I saw her at our 40th reunion, and she told me that she was extricating herself financially from her husband, and had bought her own place in Montana. She seemed happy and glad to be in charge. I was surprised when I learned that she committed suicide a few months later. I sure didn't think that her problems were insurmountable, and, in fact, she seemed to be making positive changes.
Just the other day, I learned what a former girlfriend from grad school was up to. She has an interesting career in security studies, and teaches at the Naval War College as an adjunct professor, while having another career in finance. When our small group of friends graduated and started teaching careers, she had some psych problems suddenly surface, nothing that none of us foresaw. She had to resign from a really plumb job, to focus on her recovery and life apart from academics. At some point, she switched teams, as they say. But I didn't realize until last week how big of a switch it was, as I learned that she had just run for state legislative office, as a f***ing **********. Reading some of her campaign material (she narrowly lost), I was surprised by the way she used some of the talking points favored by her party in these times.
Just the other day, I learned what a former girlfriend from grad school was up to. She has an interesting career in security studies, and teaches at the Naval War College as an adjunct professor, while having another career in finance. When our small group of friends graduated and started teaching careers, she had some psych problems suddenly surface, nothing that none of us foresaw. She had to resign from a really plumb job, to focus on her recovery and life apart from academics. At some point, she switched teams, as they say. But I didn't realize until last week how big of a switch it was, as I learned that she had just run for state legislative office, as a f***ing **********. Reading some of her campaign material (she narrowly lost), I was surprised by the way she used some of the talking points favored by her party in these times.
G-Yo
Tele-Meister
Stayed friends with mine over the years. She married a guy, and they coincidentally ended up moving to the same town as me. Got to know her again and her husband, and they have been good friends of ours for years now.
JReazor
Tele-Holic
She and I celebrated our 20th anniversary last summer. Still going strong.
Clive Hugh
Tele-Afflicted
Mine has remained in contact but not for good reasons I'm afraid, after several failed marriages and the odd failed relationship she started sending my wife photos of us at High School, I ignore her. Been married 49 years come August so I made the right choice.
Jr. high sweetheart, 1st real love.
Decades later heard from her that she, her sister and brother were sexually abused off and on for yrs in a church setting.
This explained to me her on/off, close/distant direness and mixed mssg signals to me at the time, decades later.
Couldn't now imagine her pain, my god.
And I never had a twice or so a year aching, yearning dream about her again.
(she ended up something in CAD design for bldngs)
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Decades later heard from her that she, her sister and brother were sexually abused off and on for yrs in a church setting.
This explained to me her on/off, close/distant direness and mixed mssg signals to me at the time, decades later.
Couldn't now imagine her pain, my god.
And I never had a twice or so a year aching, yearning dream about her again.
(she ended up something in CAD design for bldngs)
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I didn't have like "one" girl friend in my school days. I had "one" that I went on a road trip that lasted six weeks one summer. Got her home in time for us to start back to school. There were an awful lot of mad people over that deal. From there on out for a few years, the good girls stayed away from me, and the kind that "would" date me, well they "would." Then I got tangled up with someone and married them, that didn't work out all that great either. We divorced. She's passed on now, but it took a long time to finish that deal off completely.
I wish I'd met my "sweetie" back then, I could have saved myself a lot of trouble. Met her, went on a date, and decided right then and there she was the "one" for me. We were married in a very few months, and come this march, we'll have been together for 51 years. I always knew she was the one, I just wish she'd been the first one.
I wish I'd met my "sweetie" back then, I could have saved myself a lot of trouble. Met her, went on a date, and decided right then and there she was the "one" for me. We were married in a very few months, and come this march, we'll have been together for 51 years. I always knew she was the one, I just wish she'd been the first one.
Widerange Hum
Tele-Holic
In the immortal words of Danny Elfman:
The cool boys bit the dust
They couldn't take the pressure
The cool girls got knocked up
They only wanted to have fun
(Where did they go?)
They fell in love and suffered
(Where did they go?)
They picked up guns and hammers
The cool boys bit the dust
They couldn't take the pressure
The cool girls got knocked up
They only wanted to have fun
(Where did they go?)
They fell in love and suffered
(Where did they go?)
They picked up guns and hammers
dented
Doctor of Teleocity
Died in an automobile accident in year 2000. I know she was married and divorced. She was one pretty lady.
I broke up with her after I graduated, and she still had a couple of years of high school to do. I feel badly about it, because I really hurt her. However she went on to meet and marry an Air Force officer, who retired as a Lieutenant Colonel and runs his won business. They are still together and have a couple of grown sons.
dkmw
Poster Extraordinaire
After reading some of these truly poignant stories I'm really glad that I have no idea where my high school girlfriends are. I never kept up with any of them after high school.
