Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Greg H. 1/365
My first friend at Ackerman Jr. High, my first boyfriend after The Move. We never kissed, though, because the other Karen, with an “e”, told me not to be friends with you because you were a geek. I was never friends with her, but dummy me, I broke up with you anyway. You were too smart and too lanky and all our moms loved you. They saw what we couldn’t, that you were a catch and that two years out of high school you’d grow into yourself and look like Tom Cruise.