First love came my way in 1978, I was sixteen and in the High School Marching Band. We were to
perform on Saturday night for the half time show during Certoma Classic, which was held at Johnson Heygood Stadium. I attended Wando High School, and very proud to represent our football team. Practice time was early that day and we had to go over the show many times. The weather was hot and the sun had no mercy. Members of the band were passing out from the heat. Cadets from the Citadel helped out with directing bands, and also kept order through out the day. I noticed one of the cadets eyeing me. He followed me most of the day. Saying nothing all the while just looking my way. I must say that I was very interested as to what he might have been thinking. During the show that night as I sat with my girlfriends, he approached me with a smile and a nod. Small talk is how it started and went into what were we all planning to do after the game. I told my mother which was one of the chaperons that he had asked me out. She felt that I was to young to start dating and I told her that this was not really a date, that we were just going to one of the band members homes for an after party. His name was Val, Valntine to be exact. He was in uniform and seemed to be a nice guy, I learned alot about him that night. He was from Florida, he was Italian, he only had his mother left in his life, he was in the bagpipe band at the Citadel. We talked it seemed like forever and then he had to return to the school, they had a certain time to be back. He asked for my number and told me that he would call me on Sunday. This is where my nightmare began!
Friday, September 11, 2009
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