Jenyfer…She was blonde and pretty, that’s about all I remember of this girl. We dated or should say, we corresponded through notes in class and telephone calls in the evening during my sophomore year in high school.
If memory serves me right, she lived in a neighborhood a few miles from me, so we never spent time together outside of school. Her penmanship was pretty, but damn near impossible to read! That’s probably why we broke up, I never knew what crazy shit she was writing to me! Ha!
In this letter, Jenyfer was asking me if our friend Carolyn could get out of the house so the three of us could party somewhere. The threesome probably never happened, but I do remember Carolyn sneaking out of the house on many nights to meet me in my neighborhood where we would drink wine or beer. (Illegally purchased by hanging out in front of the store and asking strangers to buy it for us.)
Unfortunately, I never gave a thought to her driving drunk…thank goodness she made it home safely every time. Youth and wisdom never go hand in hand!