My First Kiss
Those Crazy Teenage Years
First, I want to dedicate this article to a writer in my community Lu Skerdoo. Her hilarious article details her first kiss, which was in a church of all places, which, oh, by the way, was the same place for me. Trust me, go read her article and you can thank me later. Lu Skerdoo’s article is enclosed below:
First Kiss/Wild Parties/Behind the Curtain,etc. | by Lu Skerdoo | Mar, 2022 | Medium
Lu Skerdoo challenged her readers. Actually, she dared her readers to post their first kiss as well.
Dare accepted, So, here goes.
It began with a haircut
My parents decided it was past time for me to get a haircut. I agreed it was getting pretty long, but this was the 70’s, and I was 14 years old. Long hair to me back then reminded me of the whole Sampson and Delilah story. Little did I know I was about to meet my Delilah.
Just as a refresher, this was the same girl in my article, “Never make your girlfriend mad.” That article is enclosed below:
wireeditornewman@medium.com / girlfriend | Refresh the Soul
I am not sure if we were boyfriend/girlfriend yet, as there was no going “steady” ring involved. I did not know anything about that. We did sit in church and hold hands. I am guessing that was a start to dating. What did I know, I was only fourteen.
In Church
On Wednesday nights we were expected to go to church and be a part of the Youth Department. Actually, that was a lot of fun. The youth wanted their own space in the church. We begged and pleaded for our own room and we finally got a room. As creative as we were, we labeled it, “The Room.”
Some wanted to call it the Upper Room, however, we were in the basement. That didn’t seem to fit. So, “The Room” it was.
I was not in the best of moods this one particular night. I just wanted to be alone, and I was sort of stand-offish.
I just had my haircut earlier that day and it was a very close haircut, so I felt humiliated. “Poor, Poor, Pitiful Me.” However, that attitude changed very quickly.