"My name is Steve Merriman and I'm 11 years old. I go to Darby Avenue Elementary School where I'm in the sixth grade. Today, March 11th, 1969, after school, I have to kiss a girl."
Thus begins the charming story of the longest day in a young boy's life. Here, for the first time as a standalone story is a remembrance from days gone by when: drop drills were performed in school to prepare for the bomb, girls had koodies, and a first kiss was both scary and enthralling and above all innocent.
©2012 Brian Jackson (P)2012 Brian Jackson
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