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Just an old fashioned love song....
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Coming down in three part harmony. Three Dog Night. The ear worm has been running through my head all week. Maybe because it's February and Valentines Day will soon be upon us. I don't know? I don't do much for Valentines day any more. Back in my primary school days I would always buy Valentine cards for the whole class. It was a given really, you had to. As I got older the cards were replaced with carnations you could buy at lunch time the week leading up to the day, that would be delivered to your valentine on the day. I'd always buy and send one or two flowers to special female class mates I had taken a liking too. When the special day arrived I'd always see those to whom I sent flowers too walking around the hallways with fists fulls of carnations. Mean wile I didn't receive a one. Welcome to reality Tim.  The last year of middle school, I did get one. I never found out who sent it though. It wasn't delivered like normal, during home room, but I found it later on that day taped to my locker..a note on it said from a friend. Try as I might none of the girls in class would fess up to sending it, and I asked all the ones who might have been the one I that might have been the one that had taped it to my locker door. Not a one would own up to it, nor tell me who sent it, though they all knew.It wasn't until a few years later, in High School till I found out. Another Valentines Day rolled around, and yeah..I was still sending flowers to those cute ladies I admired, still not getting any in return. I shrugged it off, High School is high School after all..the clicks, the never ending soap operas...like most guys I just sat around making fun of those guys who did get flowers on the day. Making a joke of it to hide my feelings about not getting any. So I'm out side of the school having a smoke during lunch, as usual trying to be cool about it and duck the view of any teachers or administrators who happen to walk by, so I wouldn't get busted and given a detention for smoking on school property. When a buddy I'd known since middle school walked up to me carrying a carnation, a red one at that..yeah those things were color coded, White..lets be friends, Pink..I'd like to be more than friends, and Red, which meant I think your hot...Any who I was about to start ribbing my buddy about getting his red carnation...But before I could say a word...the guy handed me the flower and wished me a Happy Valentines Day, all the while a blush rising on his face. Going on to tell me that "this time he wanted to give me the carnation in person rather than taping it to my locker. " Well, I was dumb struck. I think I mumbled a thank you but that was about all I could get out before the bell rang to go back to class. I stuck the carnation in my three ring binder so the bloom was peeking out the top, and went back to class. A feeling of pride I suppose came over me..walking back to science class that day with that one lone red flower. As you can guess I got some ribbing about it from friends and classmates. Everyone asking if I knew who sent it? I did, but I wouldn't tell them who. It took a lot I'm sure for that buddy to come out like he did that Valentines Day by giving me that flower. Back then you kept your sexual preferences to yourself, just out of shear self preservation. He had reached the stage where he felt comfortable with showing how he felt about me, and I wasn't really sure if it was cool for me to say he given it to me? We did become closer as friends I suppose after that day. Though we never really got together. But I think it helped him to know that someone else knew, someone he could confide in and not have to worry about repercussions. Someone who understood him .... Off to shower now....
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Have a good one people....
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I don't remember the guys at school ever getting flower when we did the fundraisers. Must have been too many rednecks or us girls were too shy, LOL.
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